Moonlight casts a beam of light

Over the dark and snow-covered land

Offering light to shadowy strangers

Needing to get where they’ve planned

Lending an eerie feeling all round

In shadows the night creatures hide

Giving the strangers a really wide berth

Hopping back to their burrows and going inside

The clouds move along and the moonlight is gone.

 

©Joe Wilson – Moonlight acrostic…2015