Dancing pairs,
Painted wings,
Things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings,
Once upon a December.
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance though a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory…
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember…
And a song someone sing
Once upon a December.