It’s been a hard long dark cold winter
But the shift is coming soon
Spring it wasn’t coming fast enough
This winter near spelled my ruin
Chopping wood and feeding fires
Smoke rising to the moon
Praying for the thaw to break
And green to come in bloom
Chopping wood and loading the stove
Chill cut clean to the bone
Keeping this old cabin warm
Is harder when you’re alone
Wasn’t sure I’d make it through
Food scarce on the table
Snow on the ground wind howling loud
Stock shivering in the stable
But I kept that flame and I kept my Faith
Through every bitter drummin’
Thank God above I’m still standing here
I feel that spring a’coming
Working hard from sunup down
Getting older every day
Time runs faster than it used to
Like the light just slips away
Some nights doubt would whisper low
Cold as frozen rain
But the Good Lord plants a stubborn seed
Deep inside a man through pain
I see it in the way the creek
Breaks loose beneath the ice
Hear it in the morning birds
Singing soft but twice as bright
Hope rising with the muddy thaw
Life waking from the numb
After every frozen trial
The warmer days will come
Chopping wood but smiling now
Sun warming my skin
Cabin door swung open wide
Let that new day in
Snowmelt running down the hill
Fields humming and thrumming
Hard long winter couldn’t break me down
I knew that spring was coming
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