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This is the Winter

This is the winter,

    the cold freeze
    the dark cave
    the branches bare
    and aching.

This is the waiting,

    the longing for
    the seeking after
    the drawn out pause
    after the door bell.

This is the winter--

    blizzard shivers
    empty gardens
    frosted nerves.

This is the waiting

    room of the world,
    hoping against bitter
    winds dragging in despair.

This is the winter,
    This is the waiting:

          Spring is coming soon.

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