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A vision came to me of spring
Across the bright, cold, winter air
of budding trees and birds that sing;
a field of meadow flowers fair
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The sleet comes tinkling down in a whispered melody
A white rain in a still, sleeping world
That turns to crystal the bare, brown branches
Of the silent slumbering trees.
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Into the hushed winter woods
I silently steal.
A sacred sanctuary of stillness
And stark, white beauty.
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The rain is falling all around me
And it's raining in my heart.
Everything is dull and dark
Since you told me you were leaving.
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A Breath Of Spring
A vision came to me of spring
Across the bright, cold, winter air
of budding trees and birds that sing;
a field of meadow flowers fair
daffodils and cornflowers too,
fresh and bright and kissed with dew.
A fairy land it seemed to me,
and longing then I was for spring
when robins sing in every tree;
having their blithe and cheery fling,
filling the world with a merry sound
while blossoms everywhere abound.
The vision faded, I looked around
and saw the boughs all decked in snow,
a blanket of white upon the ground,
a single bird the only sound.
And then the breeze blew soft and clean
bringing forth a breath of spring.
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