Snow falls softly in an open meadow.
A young maiden waits for somone.
That someone is her true love.
For many days she would sit and
wait in the snowy field.
She wondered if she will ever meet
that special someone.
Maybe he's waiting just beyond
the meadow.
Waiting for the right time to come
and save her from her eternal wait.
I wonder when he will come.........
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