An elders time
Age cuts like a knife
Wrinkled hands can't work forever
The young need space soon
I walk out of sight
As a blizzard closes in
My memory stays warm
The night feels so cold
Stars cannot pierce this storm
Waves hold no favor
The fish were hungry
All that will take must give back
I smile, winter feast
Fat fish make good food
No one goes hungry tonight
In the sky I dance
Laughter from small ones
A ballroom so far above
Hearts know no distance
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