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I prefer winter and fall,
when you feel the bone structure
of the landscape - the loneliness of it,
the dead feeling of winter.
Something waits beneath it,
the whole story doesn't show.
~Andrew Wyeth
Every winter,
When the great sun has...
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I prefer winter and fall,
when you feel the bone structure
of the landscape - the loneliness of it,
the dead feeling of winter.
Something waits beneath it,
the whole story doesn't show.
~Andrew Wyeth
Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -
Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
~Charles Kingsley
Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.
Brew me a cup for a winter's night.
For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I'll toast our bright eyes,
my sweetheart fair.
~Minna Thomas Antrim
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Have a blessed day
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