The dawn that swept across the sky so bright
So pinkly lit, in warming buds of cloud
And chased away the icy black of night
To greet the day and make the sky feel proud
Is overcome by soft and solid grey
Calling the shadows into its dark grasp
The promise of a bright and sunny day
Is blighted by a raven's rotten rasp
Dark fingers reach for dying light above
Shedding golden green garments without pause
The search is for the sunshine's warming love
But winter's cruelty leaves them naked whores
Rainfall dries and black birds wing the wild wind
Dewy feathers shaken off to seek the sky's way
Cold fills the nest in which they nightly sinned
But spring's folly lives on to see the day
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