In a minute

I told the warm winds and the sun that warms them about you.
They said they are coming up to see for themselves.
It will just be a minute.
They have got to push the cold away.
Roads are like the earth; they are round and go round.
In a minute with a pocket of gold, and filled with stars, I’ll be there, too.
In a minute

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