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Birth And Death
Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother,
Night and day, on all things that draw breath,
Reign, while time keeps friends with one another
Birth and death.
Each brow-bound with flowers diverse of wreath,
Heaven they hail as father, earth as mother,
Faithful found above them and beneath.
Smiles may lighten tears, and tears may smother
Smiles, for all that joy or sorrow saith:
Joy nor sorrow knows not from each other
Birth and death.
– Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Winter In The Park
Between their chilly winter sheets
Of gentle mist and quiet rain,
The naked trees retire to sleep
Until Spring comes again.
And comforting those drowsing roots
With muddy socks wrapped right around,
Felt-soft green and grassy boots
Shield them from the frozen ground
While through the fragile, lacy hush
A shiny rush of satin wings
With yellow bills and swelling throats,
Sweet Winter carols sing.
– Janet Mary Zylstra
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