Truths of the North

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Content
When the snow fades and the rivers run fat, The sun sits like a flower on a young boy's hat. The wise Nord knows it can never last. He enjoys the day, though it travels fast.

When the snow is gone, and rivers run dry, The sun beats down like an angry eye. The wise Nord knows, though the day is long, These are the days, he is hale and strong, growing like a seed from the fresh spring soil.

When frost returns and the rivers choke, The sun dips in the sky beneath evening smoke. The wise Nord knows though his strength may fade, It is time to plan, and time to save.

