Winter Serenade

With Blood Comes Cleansing

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The cold season comes once again creating memories that will echo into the future
The fairest face, the sweetest smile, reflected from a winter's sky
Daydreaming of what I hope will be
The thought of her gives me butterflies
I look through branches bare into winter's setting Sun
Closing my eyes I realize I must wait
God, in You will I trust