Winter's Gray Poem by Richard D Remler

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We've drifts of snow as tall as me
'round about our elder tree.
In melancholy, autumn grieves
Where winters blanket drapes her leaves.
Even deer will not track through
A biting frost so pale and new.
The winds of January sing
A cold and very lonely thing,
To shadows with no joy to share,
A witness to the quiet there,
Under starless skies so blue and gray,
On this dark and dreary winter day.

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