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Winter Dreams
In the winter of our lives
We meet the storm head on
In shivering strength we tread
To seek what lies beyond
Now when winterkill stings our face,
Turn our heads down to the ground...
There is no cause to look up again
Till spring comes back around.
No reason to look up again
Till spring comes back around.
When skies soon clear and bud doth peek
From branch so bare and bleak
Our hearts awake to find Suns warmth
Full circle of a Life complete
We nudge each other to the drifts,
Fog the bitter air with laughter,
There'll be no surrender to the gloom,
We know what's coming after.
poem
by
Lynne FincherSpringarden
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