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A crisp frozen winter morn so sunny bright Even with body aching agony groan Too cold for outside play gathering pine cone Th distant hills and close valley in sight Yapping of coyote sometimes is a fright Ice on the brown dead grass in the sun shown Cawing of the crows as they escape in flight With a morn like this spirit shouldn't be down When my sadden heart flows_ down on knees In earnest prayer_all my problems flown Just to be able this unburdened moment freeze To live life with all the burdens totally thrown Dream of heavenly city not this little town And of day when transported above trees