She is dressed to survive
In a world of all deprived
The wind blows cold
As she keeps her hold
Ahead she sets her sight
Discerning what is right
A land of ice and snow is the circumstance
Conferring with the wild gives her substance
She had no place in her kind but nature
Ordaining a life of solitary nurture
The snow, the trees, and the mountains embellish
A family of pines housed her dawn of relish
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
She is dressed to survive
In a world of all deprived
The wind blows cold
As she keeps her hold
Ahead she sets her sight
Discerning what is right
A land of ice and snow is the circumstance
Conferring with the wild gives her substance
She had no place in her kind but nature
Ordaining a life of solitary nurture
The snow, the trees, and the mountains embellish
A family of pines housed her dawn of relish
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