Winter's solstice has just passed. Christmas Eve is drawing near, with year's end close at hand. It gives me pause to remember Gretta and let the lyrics of a Gordon Lightfoot song speak to me one more time before I contemplate the future.
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First and last verses of
"Song For A Winter's Night"
by
Gordon Lightfoot
The lamp is burnin' low upon my table top
The snow is softly falling
The air is still in the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter night with you
And to be once again with you
The snow is softly falling
The air is still in the silence of my room
I hear your voice softly calling
If I could only have you near
To breathe a sigh or two
I would be happy just to hold the hands I love
On this winter night with you
And to be once again with you
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