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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 14, 2018

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Submitted: August 14, 2018





Winter looms before us.

God, come take us home

before the ripened earth crumbles

deep beneath the snow.

Come and start a fire 

deep within our souls

as we fall asleep 'neath brambles

in the shelter of our homes.


Remind us of the springtime, 

and that life shall begin again.

Remind us of lush greens, warm milk,

honey, and soft land.

Darkness heaves before us now

as we shut our tired eyes.

And I pray that when I awaken,

I behold the suns graced light.


Oh, frozen lakes doth tarry

on our fragile, ancient bones.

Such a strange a feeling it is

to feel so young and still so old.

We remember the saccharine whispers 

of summer suns and autumn moons.

And I know that when winter thaws

I will still be here with you.

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