Shades of gray and dark
The close of the deep
The shadows in their spark
Winter hours to keep
All deep glowing of a day
When dim is in the town
It's many mystical way
Their frosty coldness crown
All that the winter gives
In roses white and frosty
The cold in morning lives
On each earth frozen tree
The days that are of night
Or glow of a morning star
Like a fairytale in its flight
In its brightly glisten afar
Shades of dim and deep
As morning hours come
Bouquets of frost to keep
In melting away blossom
All deep of winter's play
How much it is in giving
Now is your darkish way
That we in days are living
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