Boughs heavy laden with evening’s snow
Now rise as droplets melt like rain
Plays tricks on my ears
That a cloudburst has claimed the day
But my eyes in slumber rest
As I lounge upon my deck
And the veil where the eyes do hide
Do not keep my sight from me
Alas! It is as summer
In the brightest light of day
It melts my aching bones
Giving way to sweet repose
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