Come little one
A voice quiet and melodious
Sings out from among the wind
The quiet rustle of the leaves
Draws my eyes and soul away.
Come away, come away with us
A whisper calls out
I glance about
A moment’s pause
A moment’s confusion
Come away with us
I close my eyes and listen to that voice
So small and sweet
The quiet touch of the wind upon my face
A longing grow snow
Come, come away with us
A moment later and I wonder
What is this voice I heard
What is this longing born
Was it a dream?
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