Winter Is the World's Long Sleep
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|Winter is the world's long
In which the soil gets its rest,
Naked 'neath its blanket white,
Tucked in for the frigid night,
Earth by bitter north wind blessed,
Restored to life by slumber deep.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon
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