There’s a rumour going around – Remiszenzen

I heard the wind sweeping across
Soaky and snowy grounds,
I heard the wind whisper secretly.

The snow thawed off the grass,
Eftsoons, erelong
Another blooming flower will come!
Soon, soon, soon…

I heard the whisperer above
And I quoth beyond,
This should be winter’s end.

Xeowyn

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