It's a quiet night and nobody is around
the place is quiet and slow, no customers
tonight a 3rd shofter's delight and
outside it;s all beautiful snow
3am it's quiet I'm on my way to the front
of the store to sneak some time in the
office on the computer in there, it's so
quiet the silence charges the air and
every noise is thrice magnified, I feel
sneaky and I smile
I sit down at the computer but i don't do
much I'm distracted and open the shades
and a wintery wonderland outside greets
me with quiet snowfall, outside is deserted
like an after hours mall.
Gentle snow drifts down on no wind falling
fat flakes cover the ground and a man walks
by, the first I've seen in a while but he
just walks on leaving his address in the snow
footprints follow him as he walks by slow.
It's peaceful and beautiful on the other
side of the glass, I know it's cold outside
but it's warm in here, I could wish for a
cup of spiced cider and some company to share
this with me, a beautiful redhead I know
I think she would like to watch this with me
this beautiful snow.
She's not here so I sit and reflect and I
find my life content for the moment just
looking outside and watching the footprints
in the snow slowly disappear the snow is
reclaiming them so no blemish appears. A
timeless moment the snowing night, a rare
reflective moment, a 3rd shifter's delight.
- Poet Silver Raven
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