It's wonderful to look
With wonder at our winter nights.
I don't know the constellations,
Glistening like my cold, wet eyes,
Deep in the sockets of sky.
I wonder,
Do they blink
As we crawl out our days.
O, stars, cast a shadow for me,
A midnight companion to whisper.
Let my heart cool
Beneath piercing firey eyes.
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Lovely poem, well stated. Read mine - Frost Flowers - Adeline