Still of the Night  New-fallen snow covers the ground  The scent of winter fills the air  Children playing in the streets  Living life without a care.  A lonely snowman stands  Proudly in the square  Adults go rushing past  Without noticing he is there.  Candles flicker in the window  Like a guiding light  Casting a gentle shadow  Into the stillness of the night.  In the distance there are church bells  That suddenly start to ring  Announcing the arrival of Christmas  Remembering the birth of the King.  Beautiful Poetry © Christine McClimans