Show I 1 IN WINTER 1 S by DOUGLAS MALLOCH W y IF I 1 should think of her asleep under the snow then I 1 would weep oh I 1 could think of her and heather up there upon the bills together but when the hills are white with snow she has winged far away I 1 know even as birds so southward ringing that winter may not stop their eang ins let if 1 thought her soul would leave land forever I 1 would grieve I 1 would not hold her in december but I 1 would have her remember tier homeland valleys and her hills when the green grass the mead fills when for her step these fields an i earning then I 1 would have her come returning it I 1 can think that for awhile her soul takes wings then I 1 can smile and watch each morning tor the swallow and buds and all the things that follow some morning 1 shall catch a word A whisper that I 1 had not heard shall see a zephyr stir the grasses and know it Is her step that passes CO balloch |