<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=559981" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>January Mist</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes at night I hear small birds lament.<br>Dark notes that seem to second moon's descent.<br>Cold is the color of a deep regret, <br>An etude perfected by winterset.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world was music and it turned us round.<br>Stirred by the subtle atmospheric sound, <br>You gently sketched a snowflake on my face<br>Which shall be mine till light has left this place.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Such solace has the power to outlast time, <br>To lock a small bird's elegy in rhyme.<br>Somewhere beyond the January mist, <br>The magic of our landscape still exists.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright,2008, Sandra Fowler</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sandra+Fowler">Sandra Fowler</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=559981" data-title="January Mist de Sandra Fowler" data-description="Sometimes at night I hear small birds lament. Dark notes that seem to second moon's descent. Cold is the color of a deep regret, An etude perfected by winterset. The world was music and it turned us round. Stirred by the subtle atmospheric sound..."></div> </div> </div>

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