My dearest wife, it has been such a long winter,Hard and bitter, draining the heart and soul of hope.It has been doubly hard for you, so much sadness,Almost too much to bear, with the illness of friends,And frozen pipes, and the children's difficulties, Such a long catalogue of woes, you look so tired, New lines of care on your face, and fresh streaks of grey Staining the golden beauty of your lovely hair.I am bitterly...
