Winter's Solace
Of snow that tenderly strokes the ground
At every silent breath wind sounds,
Reminisce in that which has departed
As though it were flakes from old years withered
Which breath of wind does scatter
Weightless and carelessly about
And spreads the memories of this year past
Heard through whispers of it’s bearer's mouth
This truly is in pure essence
The motif of a winter's solace
Reflecting seasons yonder past
In snowy mirrors and wind sung chants
Talyah Leah Safir
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