My heart is what it was before,
A house where people come and go;
But it is winter with your love,
The sashes are beset with snow.
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.........wonderful poem with an incredible metaphor....winter is painted very nicely ★
Love this poem. Brings to mind a woman who has given up the chase and resigns herself to the fact that she's her if and when he wants. I find it kind of sad.
ah...this made me cry. Evokes loneliness and solitude, and sadness.