Show INTERIM last night the frost came pitiless and still grim winter spread his vengeance on the land A crystal moon hung ice upon the hill and death defied all beauty with his hand A rose hung lifeless in the garden row A maple stood denuded of each leaf swift transition from summers mellow glow this swath of death and poignant winter grief I 1 could not bear this lonely solitude nor winters icy breath upon our hill nor could I 1 bear the muted interlude or feel content without the songbirds song birds trill unless I 1 knew that god healed pain that life will throb when springtime comes again |