somewhere deep below
under the layer of white
lies the hope of renewal
waiting for its chance
we hold dear the promise
given freely to us all
as are whispered reminders
soft like spring breezes
but long is the winter
a chill which has no end
as promises fade away
like a winter sun
and still we wait with hope
holding each promise dear
though we can clearly see
the spring is not approaching
it is time to build scaffolds
raise ladders to the sky
and tear the clouds apart
to make the promise true
until that day arrives
the forecast will remain
winter storm warnings
severe cold advisory in effect
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