The spring was cold and stalled
The summer long and dry
The fall was disappointed in us
So now our hungry hopes all
Come to rest on winter's
Falling endless snow
To count down the days
To the coldest night
When the light flares up again
The slate wiped clean by flakes
The stars called to account
Their glowing falling on the ground
Love creeps in without a sound
And the child comes home again
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