As if a soft blanket covers a chest.
There is white snow some eyes see in this light.
The snow is all around where light has pressed.
Lanterns light the night clouds and the white snow.
Clouds insulate the light from the light sky.
The white snow ‘flects the light with no shadow.
Together they turn on the switch lights fly.
Lights bounce to each white snow; to each cot’n cloud.
The sky lights more to each sparkle and fluff.
Light is comfort that snow and clouds have sowed.
The light covers all persons as a muff.
This is a night when snow covers the ground.
This is beauty that will not be year-round.