She came loosely wrapped
In a tarpaulin waltzing,
Wild fire in her hair
& bleak lips pouting,
The gentle men awaited
Seeking all her candle light,
Begone the seasoned darkness
Banish now our gloomy lives.
She came loosely wrapped
On snowless ground,
Ablaze as morning broke
Behind a frosty night,
Across a barren meadow
In the country of old,
The long shadows shortened
As her light faded cold.
