Winter In Bright Poem by Ronni ManoaHofbauer

In Bright, where winter breathes a subtle chill,
The mountains loom with whispers soft and low,
The air is crisp, the town serene and still,
A gentle calm beneath the twilight's glow.

The Ovens River flows through misty air,
Its glassy surface mirrors skies of gray,
Bare trees stand quiet, stripped but standing fair,
A winter canvas brushed in soft array.

Though snow is scarce, the frosts still gently gleam,
Adorning leaves with nature's fleeting art,
And fireside warmth fulfills the season's dream,
As Bright's embrace ignites the weary heart.

Oh, Bright, in winter's quiet you remain,
A haven kissed by beauty's soft refrain.