Cold arctic winds blow
Bleak harshness now endures
World shrouded in virgin white
A blanket of snow, soft and pure.
Softly muffled is the fall
Of each unique downy flake
Sleep tired earth, the whisper
Rest the weary limbs that ache.
Leafy plenty is all spent now
Autumnal bounty long gone
Sweet siren song of summer
An idyll to dream upon.
Midst the snow and hail and sleet
Sweet like the redbreast’s trilling
The winter cold does not chill me
For my love breathes eternal Spring.
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