The Silvery Moon

The silvery moon is shining on the silent world below
Creating shadow pictures on the freshly fallen snow

The tall fir trees are laden with a blanket soft and white
And in the dark blue sky above the stars are twinkling bright

There's smoky spirals rising in the frosty nighttime air
Thoughts of home fires burning and the warmth we used to share

It's very cold here on the porch but you will be home soon
So I will stay and wait for you beneath the silvery moon.

© 2004 by F. Herridge
Inspired by the picture on a Christmas card.