"IN WINTER I WAS BORN."

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Meredith Nicholson
IN winter I was born,
So all my years I’ve loved the frost and snow
And the strong tireless winds that, passing, blow
A battle note forlorn.
I love the year’s long night.
The tumult of great storms, the biting air
Make my heart’s summer time, when days are fair
And yield me true delight.
In winter I was born,
And as I came so let me pass away,
Out from the world on a December day
When the delaying morn
In the far East shall creep
Last time for me; then let the winds I love
Come from their far-off homes and play above
The place where I shall sleep.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

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