Spring's A No-Show
Winter won't submit to the whims of Spring;
feathering the ground with white flakes of snow;
and burying any shoots that dare show.
There are no signs Spring is about to show;
for as Winter's icy breath forestalls Spring,
Her wailing winds fuel flurries of snow.
Trees, their frozen feet planted in the snow;
stand disgruntled with Winter's prolonged show,
shivering in the wind, they await Spring.
Smiling snowmen confirm: Spring's a no-show.
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