In response to bwarren’s Sunday Whirl Wordle #633

Dazzling icy crystals cover a night sky
in the midst of a midwinter storm
Yearning eyes gaze toward the heavens
hanging heavy with distant stars

Struggling to unravel the mysterious
cast of characters and stories
A beacon to a world in slumber
within the realm of blackness

Home wrapped in the old down quilt
bittersweet memories assault me
The night grows longer and colder
try to remember I just want to go home