By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 01, 2011 Wakeful Winter Nights By Eva Willes Wangsgaard On winds of wintry dark I hear it yet,A woman’s smothered weeping in the night,The muffled sobs of one who can’t forget,Who shudders more from loneliness than fright.For when the wilderness was under snowThat even hid the friendly wagon track,How heavily a heart would beat, to knowThe weight of thoughts forever turning back!And cottonwoods g...
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