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Song For a Winters Night
The lamp is burning low
upon my table top
snow is softly falling
the air is still
in the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near
to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy
just to hold the hands I love
on this winters night with you
Smoke is rising in the shadows overhead
my glass is almost empty
I read again between the lines
upon each page,
the words of love you sent me
If I could know within my heart
that you were lonely too
I would be happy
just to hold the hands I love
on this winters night with you
The Fire is dying
my lamp is growing dim
shades of night are lifting
morning light steals across my window pane
where webs of snow are drifting
If I could only have you near
to breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy
just to hold the hands I love
on this winters night with you
And you'll be once again with me
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"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and of unspeakable love."
~Washington Irving
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