Sitting in cold sunshine
Looking up at white and grey
As empty limbs sway in icy wind
Here and there a touch of blue hope
Shadows add contrast to bright winter
The odd bird flutters by in need to feed
So much grey waits to spread its gloom
As leaves rustle on defiant rhododendrons
In yet another dizzy turn
of orbit season swing
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