Winter Wonderland
Walking steadily in the winter sun,
Wondering when the heavy snow shall come;
Hoping for the winter wonderland’s fun,
Restricting my heart to love and succumb,
Waiting for joy time hoping I have some,
While beautiful hymns I recall and hum.
Snow seems like a swan in magical dance;
I looked around me with sorrowful eyes;
Bloodstained the brilliance of the ambience
In amongst the gloom of war, I heard cries,
While the whiteness was only a disguise,
In bed, I perceive, sob and agonize.
When a new morning is upon the birds,
The fate of the wounded soldiers arise;
The repair of their hearts needs more than words
Their place is not far off from the dark skies.
The winter is bright it is also in disguise;
For the bitter end makes them realise.
Hoping not to be alone anymore,
And all wars and sadness I will ignore.
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