Let winter have a winner's start
To wrinkle up my worried skin,
A white death with meanest of grin;
As waves wilt not ocean's calm face,
As peace reigns deep under surface,
As long as spring blooms in my heart,
My love making it warm and green,
And spring showing eternal grace,
Let winter have a winner's start.
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Musings | 06.11.15 |
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