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They Were Welcome to Their Belief

Grief may have thought it was grief.

Care may have thought it was care.

They were welcome to their belief,

The over important pair.

No, it took all the snows that clung

To the low roof over his bed,

Beginning when he was young,

To induce the one snow on his head.

But whenever the roof came white

The head in the dark below

Was a shade less the color of night

A shade more the color of snow.

Grief may have thought it was grief.

Care may have thought it was care.

But neither one was the thief

Of his raven color of hair.

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