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Does anyone here care for poetry?? I wote a few back some time ago...
MY WINTER’S JOURNEYS
It’s Winter—
And through the evergreens blanketed
in fallen snow I see;
A humble cottage, lone-
Through which her windows shone,
A fire’s ebb, glowing warmly.
And I am reminded of my love for her,
So I continue, this my journey.
Again, by her warmed—
Again, to her loved—
That forever shall my own winter’s journeys be.
R.Tomlinson (2000)