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EDITOR'S INTRODUCTION 
I came across this poem on PoetBay.com where the author is pretty prolific.  It is the simplicity of it which appeals to me. I can see a 'she' who loves moonlight and snowflakes falling, looking through a window, in the dark, at the whitening scene outside. When you are lucky enough to be warm and comfortable doing that - looking out - it can be very pleasing. The editorial team on PoetBay also gave recognition to this poem this by featuring it on their front page.

You can read more of Chaucer's poetry at this link: https://www.poetbay.com/poetHome.php?writerId=5516
WATCHING SNOWFALL

She loves the moonlight
and watching snowfall from the sky.
It is late at night
and only one soul knows of why

Stars like paper burning bright
Colors flaring moments passing bye
Embers warm her quiet delight
When a morning cold wakes in her eye

And only one soul knows of why
It is late at night.
She loves the moonlight
and watching snowfall from the sky

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