I have known the blast of cold
winter of discontent,
Long has blown the icy wind
the dark of night has sent.
From underneath the frost
grew forth a tiny seed,
Reaching for the sun's warm rays
crying out with need.
Give me sunshine, or I die
melt my freezing heart,
Restore the hope of spring again
to break the chill apart.
Pour your love into my soul
make my life grow strong,
You were raised to give me spring
lift me up, where you belong.
I will bloom where I am planted
Your purity to show,
Unfurl your love some more
A red rose in the snow.
Soft Whispers from
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