is this the day we feared
shadows have fallen
and taken us by surprise
though we saw the storm on the horizon
we were happy in the sun
carefree and senseless
drunk with the goodness and bounty
of the riches bestowed
is now the time when winter
comes roaring and the last
of our provisions are meted
out of time and warmth
is this the day we feared
are the wolves not at our door
but already feeding on our young
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