In the Moonlit Wood

by Alexander L. Posey
I dream that it is snowing,
And, waking, do but find
The moonbeams softly glowing
Thro' branches intertwined.

I dream that it is snowing,
And, waking, do but find
The moonbeams softly glowing
Thro' branches intertwined.
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