December Haiku

Looking out the window:
          Soft darkness, white snow,
                            And twinkling lights.



Casting a warm glow,
        The old fashioned streetlamp,
                    Makes the snow golden.



The bumps in the snow,
            Cast glittering shadows,
                        By the side of the road.



In front of my house,
          I finally think to look up,
                   And see the glittering stars.



Catching the light,
           The frost on the window,
                    Glitters like a thousand stars.



In the morning,
         I look at the window;
                   Last night's frost is water.



Sunlight bright on snow,
           A few flakes drift along,
                    Through the crisp winter air.



Pieces of ice,
      Reflect the winter sunlight,
                   Blindingly bright.



Late into the night,
     My stitches pull together,
               A Christmas present.



Warm candle light,
       Shines on many precious things,
               Good luck for the new year.



Taken out again,
          No lights or ornaments yet,
                   Our beautiful tree.



Today I observe,
         The return to normal life;
                 A bit of a shame.



The moon,
       So bright in the clear sky,
                    Surrounded by stars.



Locking the door,
          I take a moment to look out,
                   And watch the snow.



Trying to sleep,
        I look at my window;
                Hello again, frost.