Winter Love

In the soft glow of winter

Through the bare branches

Out of the fading sky

A vision of my love appears

The first blossom of Spring

Winter to winter, the various faces of love change

This one has a spark in their eye

This one has strong hands

This one, this one

My love changes

The trees remain frozen in their dance

Kindly yielding to me a glance

Of my love

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