Starry Winter Night

On a starry winter night,

A child stands under the Heavens.

With porous earth beneath their feet,

Their dreams mingling with their wishes

Into the sparkling night air.

Their faith and hopes,

Floating up,

Past the birds,

Past the planes,

And past the clouds,

Where only St. Nicolas can hear.

With their cheeks flushed,

Their nose-stained pink,

Their eyes drift shut,

Determined to wish,

And not to think.

Arms holding them close,

Starving off the chill,

They stand there wishing,

Hoping their wishes,

Will become real.

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