Cadence of Winter
We strive and thrive all round year long
And never seem to quite belong
Until the season of deep frost
Reminds to us we're never lost
All of the work and all of the play -
The calm routines of passing days
Stay unfinished, stay remote
'Til Wintertime steals sunlight's hope
Forget all joys, forget all sorrows
Winter's cold Zero dictates our new tomorrows
A finite stroke to a fitting end
If frozen death is your dear friend
If, cold death you do not trust
Do not worry, hope's not lost
Hope's not lost, if yet you live
For Death itself must melt, then give
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