Hour 2 Prompt 2
Christmas Angels on a Snowy Eve (inspired by Robert Frost)
Amid a winter’s walk profound
With starlight whisp’ring soft around
The moon stretched long her guiding light
Toward a peaceful, soothing sound
Angelic voices in the night
Led me toward a joyful sight
On dunes of bluelit, moonlit snow
My soul arose with fresh delight
Vibrato, allegretto started to grow
Purest voices tiding ebb and flow
Bringing my being to swaying and swing
‘round a celestial ring aglow
I wish to touch a gossamer wing
Wish permission for all I’m seeking
That with the angels I might sing
That with the angels I might sing
Oooh. This is gooood!
I had a vision of long, billowy skirts, muffs, high hats, and tails. Straight from a picturesque scene of 1800s London,or New York. I love it!