In the earth.

I never thought
i'd lie awake
to see the dawn
of an honest day
& the things you made
captured me so;
I could only find myself
in a portrait hung low
for no one to see.
So stay with me once
I promise you so
that any day now we'll go
to a place filled with snow
and a garden hidden well
but we know it to be there
in spring we'll find it sprung
in the earth everywhere.

 
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