were I to compare us to a winter day
dark and cold and freezing stare, when
winds do blow and rains and snow can fall
sunny days are no more and autumn has left
will our love be on the wane and strain
passions and compassions far and in between,
but no my fair maid of yester year have faith
friendship will sail the stormy seas
navigate the feelings steer the ship
full of memories, taking us
through the doldrums of ageing and
winry pains and corpreal suffering
my dear though our winter has come
their spring is all because of us
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