Each day a year encloses
Every morning brings a spring
A summer fills an afternoon
Until the twilight falls
And leaves turn into the snow
Of dreams drifting down
From nights of centuries
Covering our little cabin
Near to heaven in the woods
And I'm still breaking the ice
In the pail years later to wash
My old face in the fiery water
Still kneeling to nurse a few flames
To light this brand new day
And wake my sleeping lover
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