My dreams are for days that are coming with rain
Sweet fields converse in to winter's dark feels
Darkness is now in and light from day peels
Woven garland dreaming yielding in pain
Seeds tomorrow flowers in earth's deep reign
Marveled now for nothing but footpath time's heels
Tides of wintry weather stretched are its wheels
With the golden heavy boughs along the lane
Clouds of glowering sky - a dark feathered swan
Where are my joys that were by daybreak side?
Tranquil alter stripping the light its aids
Each of blithe bliss from shadows are now drawn
Vessel for day - obscure spirits to guide
Summer's embossing to memories now fades
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