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KEEPERS OF THE SUN by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH

First Line: IN SPITE OF WINTER'S VOICELESS DARK
Last Line: WHOSE HEARTS HAVE LEARNED TO HOLD THE SUN.
In spite of winter's voiceless dark,
Devoid of fragrance and soft skies,
Of petaled rain and ardent lark,
Nothing is lost. If we but close
Our eyes
They are still there -- the song, the rose.

Remembered music does not cease.
From memory's flower no petals fall
To mar the permanence of peace.
The war with time and change is won
By all
Whose hearts have learned to hold the sun.



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