a' night a gracious dance of snow
in the light it soon will glow
the dark and cold anon recedes
and sun will warm the weeds
seeking the warmth, spreading the petal
winter or spring, the weather can't settle
few clouds up high, a wind that blows
patches of sunlight, the details it shows
>>soon will be spring<<
I said to my dearest, my own darling
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