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A Winter Sleep
I wake, to frosty air upon my face As I lay, in down encased I gaze upon the nylon’s glow This morning light that signals snow Reflected by the outside cover Which still falls, I soon discover I hear it drop upon my tent The softest touch, as fingertips It slips and falls and piles high From my shelter to my delight I yearn to move and start my day But cold crisp air bodes well to wait Strange, you may think to sleep like this Strange, you don’t, I must insist To see such beauty, with its virgin hue And I, like the first man, this forest knew To leave a trail and step alone And blaze a path and travel home Even now with covers tight I wouldn’t trade for warm sunlight With spring comes the awful crowd Who have never heard the winter’s howl And never seen the stars so bright Or the moonlit snow on a winter’s night They will never know the forest’s grace That comes from waking, with frosty air upon your face
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