Chill

Chill comes the night
That creeps in autumn’s shadow.
First frost, as gentle as a kiss,
Covers the land in stardust icing.
While in the bitter dawn a weakling sun
Sheds light on a frigid world left weeping.

© 2015 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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