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I used to dread it every year.
The mysticism of winter filled me with fear.
I observed the fallen leaves on the floor.
The emotion on my face flipped to a sore.

I'd rather dwell on my gloomy thoughts.
What struck me was how I argued and sought
I loved everything almost watching nature.
Plants and animals are affected by denature.

It poured as I strolled by the oleander tree.
Oleander is the oldest living species to dree.
The bane is its dark green lanceolate shape.
the water trickling down from the cape.

My black cat is making an active effort.
to seek refuge behind falling leaves.
However, it is reacting to a leg hurt.
It might draw too wet for food and sheaves.

If a cat could foam a wish come true,
I lack to have a lot of tasty fresh fish.
a fish that is wriggling and writhing too.
I would wish it in a silver, fluttering dish.

Everything works in complete harmony.
Winter is groovy, but it won't last until spring!
Summer and bliss are in aorist harmony.
Winter will not persist; everything swings.

Written: January 22, 2023

Winter Is Not Forever Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: BJ Legros Kelley

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