A Winter In New York

A Winter in New York

Water rivers flowing a fairy tale down
The falls
Where the white loon walks along
A Silver Eagle and a Black Hawk
Soar below the wind blue see
Staying one step ahead
Gentle creatures feathered features
Mortal mediating spirits
Sing me the song you sang for me
Who was it that wrote it and
To my ears deceive
The song you sing on this eve is a
Mystery

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