As winter fades to dark
when the autumn leaves have shed
what seems like an age away
and the first sign of a hibernation ending show
What is the first thing we look for out of the snow?
Is it the long light bright fun days
The summers filled with joy
Or
The springs filled with life and love and lambs
The flowers and the trees make it all for me
When the light comes back
After the Black
Dark black
Long black
Night of winters tale.
We will be happy again
You and I
Pray
We will be happy again.
Trying2beVegan 
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