Back to the Angst Years

Fio found a couple of pages of poetry from her school days:

The Quest
The pond's o'er-froze, the corn is blight
The fields frost over, silver-white
The ice-bound branches of the trees
Are breaking in the winter freeze

The ground is hard, the sky is bare
The sobbing wind disturbs the air
As Ceres grieves, unreconciled
And searches for her missing child
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I watched a laughing child in years gone by
Below my window gather bits of Spring--
Arbutus whiter than the moon would cry
the joyous news of life's awakening

The child would touch the vine aside my door
And, just as quick, it shed its coat of frost--
Her feet had scarcely trod the forest floor
Before the winter's harsh campaign was lost

The seasons roll themselves up into years
And springtime swiftly burns itself to fall--
An aged woman dressed in black appears
And walks the dying world within my wall
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