fading, flickering, failingthe sunrays of Februaryare stubbornbut not yet strong enoughto withstand the cruel mouth of their foe called Winteras he swallows them up once againdown into the depths of his dark, dark throatbut they put up a fighteach day lasting longereach day growing strongerknowing soonthey won’t fadethey won’t flickerthey won’t failspring will comeand they’ll …
