From behind high, drifting cumulus <br />And a black lattice-work of branches, <br />Bare save for a few sparse leaves, <br />A pearly lustre glows <br />Bringing warmth and cheer <br />To a cold, dark, December night.<br /><br />Mill Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/moon-december-night/
