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<h2>Winter Woods</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> WOULD you like to walk to Elm Court Now that winter’s here? Yes it is a little chilly, But you’ll like it, never fear. I’d like to see that little path, The one you sketched, you know, After last night’s storm it surely Must be rimmed around with snow. The grey grouse slept I’m certain Beneath the patches white, The hills protrude a dazzling crest Into the dawn’s cold light. If attempts were made to climb Up to its softened blue, Every time we stepped up one We’d slip back more than two. But now, we’ll just go thru this woods And this deep snow, my dear, Will make a worth while picture For it’s beautiful this year. Let us plow thru this deep snow drift To that small half frozen stream,{69} We’ll see nicer ferns I’ll wager Than a summer’s ever seen. Ferns in winter? yes there’s plenty. Will you only just look here How frost fashions from plain water Things so beautiful and queer. Wait awhile! here’s beauty, This stream bank’s frozen dirt Boasts an edge as sweet and dainty As a lady’s underskirt. In summer this is lovely But old winter has its charms When these tender little trees stand round With ice clothes on their arms. It’s very quiet, but lonely never, You can push these twigs apart And in the softened stillness Almost feel and hear God’s heart. And one may feel this darkness Like soft velvet one unrolls, Its very quiet is soothing, To a city weary soul. See these bushes! all the edges Have a perfect picot hem, Like women’s restless fingers Had picked up now and then.{70} We must find the pathway back When the sun comes stealing thru, Like old magic, all these wonders Will be dripping from our view. I prefer to keep this picture Just as we have seen it here, This lovely morning, to my fancy Is too beautiful, I fear. {71}</div> </div></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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