Now they are all white
The roses in the window
- In spring they are gone
One and one lonely
Track by some going under
- The new fallen snow
White snow flakes falling
And whirl all around the ground
- In the blowing wind
Outside is winter
Day's just a little moment
-Of brightness and heat
The raven flies low
I hear when he is cawing
- A ray of hope there
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