Wait for me she called
And I took her hand in mine
We walked together
Season to season
And then she was away
I see her now
With different hands
That call, and cry, and sing
She calls to them. They wait for me.
Then they fly away
We walk together, twilight nears
She takes my hand in hers
And waits with me
As seasons end
Never more away
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