where that winter wind blows
rocked my lonely cradle,
all covered in snow...
A last expire, a cold desire
made me wonder at the stars.
Cool and crisp and beautiful
I wished it could be ours.
Silly sheep play all around.
When branches crack, i won't look down.Then from the east, a warm bright heat,
befriended me that night.
And owls followed all my dreams
until the sky let light.
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