Dark and drear have been the caves of winter
within my heart.
The now sparkling light on sparkling days
has blinded my dulled eyes
and sharpened my pains,
but thrown warmth into my dreams.
Spring is calling. But crisp winter still rules
beautiful in her frosted capes and
snowy fields,
and dark though they be,
they give me the solitude I crave.
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