How deftly twirls the drifting snow
In swirls and eddies round the trees
( Now barren from their Autumn show )
On Winter's breeze.
Through rusted woods and reveries
I wandered 'til my heart, hollow,
Cried out for you, with urgent pleas.
Yet my hopes fall to ground fallow
And like the Autumn's melodies
Now fading fast, I watch them blow
On Winter's breeze.
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