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点击复制Beneath the beams of amber tile
A dreamer rests from road and mile;
Red lanterns swing in winter air
Composing hymns of tender care
She writes on beams her fleeting rhyme
To keep the roof awake through time;
Each verse protects from storm and loss
Each word becomes a wooden cross
Above the snow begins to fall
The flakes applaud her trust in small;
A home a hope a handmade sky—
That dares to lift though winds pass by
At dawn her ceiling glows anew
With sunbeams painted maple hue;
And she still dreaming softly knows—
The soul builds shelter as it grows