half moon high in morning skies
requiem for lullabyes
sullen nightmares suddenly desist.

warmth where winter was before
sunlight, - streaming metaphor,
instead of endless darkness to resist.

whence this boon, beneath the moon
melody with other tune
than smothered once, with somber, sad refrain.

no more of jaded choruses
the former dirges - arias
become! - relieving numbing cold, and pain..


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