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A Winter's Day
Walking through snow Like sand taking your breath Sinking into the bright coldness Why am I thinking of death? Crystals brush against my face Deciding between ice and tears You will never walk my path No wish to live inside my fears.
A robin leaves its footprints Soon to vanish under this white veil The trees bend and shudder in their solitude But my body lies still and turns pale. Remember me when the snow hurts your eyes and the birds fly darkly overhead If you want let a tear fall and find the snowdrop below And please make sure the robin is fed. by Carol |