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Tate Morgan Jun 2014
Now that the summer’s light is gone
dark shadows of winter appear
The morning lit by cool white dawn
stays away for another year

An autumn robbed by winters chill
makes way for the loveless cold
The winter flakes upon my sill
tell this young man he's is old

Each year passes onto the next
quicker now than the one before
So we place it here in text
loving hearts always wanting more

I mourn no more my wasted years
they leave me no sound as they go
I remember no lonesome fears
as I look on the home fires glow

The winter cold can do no harm
to the warm hearth built of our life
Created of strength , love and charm
the waiting arms of the good wife

Tate
The winter chill is much warmer and less biting to me this year. Having gotten married I see sunshine everywhere nowadays.

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