Cold Nights

Aurora Borealis in Iceland
Cold nights in Chicago
begin with a sunny day.

Nome cold nights
follow a blizzard.

A cold Andean night
begins with the whistling wind.

Cold nights–never the same.
Each place has its own magic.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @wsmith1989

© 2017 W. Wayne B.
Original image: When the sky sings. By Sathish J [Image license]

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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