written by: Giovanni Fruncillo
The winter sun is a
gentle companion hiding
behind the snow-clouds.
Its distant warmth
is a soothing balm;
closing my eyes and
lulling me to dream.
Each snowflake holds a
like a silent Medieval choir.
Giovanni Fruncillo is a poet and professor at a college in Northern New Jersey.
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