The sky turned red, as the stubborn clouds hovered about,
While the brisk ice crystals, plunged onto the feeble land,
Making life so difficult and exasperating, as account,
Forcing such a night unforgettable, with no delight,
For no reason can these emotions be portrayed,
Imposing lifelessness, sadness, discomfort and pain,
On all, but one, the sweet moonlight.