A nimbus haloes Luna tonight
One star pokes through the clouds
Wet chill hangs pervasive in the air
Hushing the sounds of night
Inside, familiar items
create the warmth of home
Security, memory, relief
the home reflects the heart
It is good to be here, to have now
To taste a bit of heaven
peace
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