December's wintery breath is already clouding the pond, frosting the pane, obscuring summer's memory.
I pray this winter be gentle and kind - a season of rest from the wheel of the mind.
Summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows.
The winter is kind and leaves red berries on the boughs for hungry sparrows.
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