Winter's Sleep
By the night's dim light, she silently sleep's
only to wake to winters icy bite and weeps.
So lonely here, this time of year, to softly say goodbye,
For once was love, and warmth and cheer,
the cold hand of old winter to tear.
The grasp of warmth to a cold white night,
By winters hand grasps the dim night.
By the night's dim light, she silently sleep's,
Oh so patiently for summers hand, she weeps.
Ore the day, the mornings song,
For new breath of a long winter gone.
Come alive, she weeps, come alive to me,
Sing the song of warmth and spring.
By the night's dim light, she silently sleep's,
In wait for time to properly greet.
I live for you and breathe the breath,
Not for lost summers, but for winters death.
By the night's dim light, she silently sleep's
only to wake to winters icy bite and weeps.
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