Economic Winters
Another cold winter has passed.
Every winter threatens even colder icey blasts.
Green shoots still bud, somehow.
Frost subsidies; spring's hope approaches.
Now flowers need pruning, hedges trimming. But...
too many cuts, stump development.
Come either rain or snow,
balanced budgets make neither friend nor foe
of deficits and surpluses.
The gardener snips. Considering damage.
Restoring order. Uprooting weeds. Encouraging growth.
Preparing better, for next winter.
Mike Concise © 2015
www.mikeconcise.com
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