Star lit skies
The crisp winter air
So refreshing to the heart
The smell of wood burning fires
Remind me of home.
As the wind plays its own gentle tune.
Sometimes all you’ve got to do is
Smile
At the greatness of it all..
A shining light…
Away above…
Sometimes I like to write. 
whistful, lovely!:-)
Wonderful poem 🙂
So beautifully written.