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INDIAN WINTER
Cold restless winds prey on knotty pine
As snow mingles in crystal ice
Frozen creeks no longer run at will
Now left to nature's device
Never forlorn by the solitude
Seems all happiness was spent here
A home within a pure white solace
Shared only with man's closest peer
Pursued and caught by the hand of time
Youth stolen from both man and soil
Still all one's memories fill my heart
In the innocence of life's last toil
Lying motionless on rock cold ground
Frozen hearthstone ash at my feet
No longer drawn by winter's command
Softly shrouded with falling sleet
In the abyss of a frozen north
On the eve of another dawn
'God's' chosen this place so I may rest
In the land of the Chippewan
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