Winter's End
Bundled up in boots and jacket
With steaming mug in hand
I brave the cold, winter air
To sit in the bright sunlight.
Too long the gloomy clouds
Shadowed our earth, our lives.
Now, snowdrops and crocuses
Turn their faces towards the sun
And I join them.
The doe, her belly heavy,
Dines under sun-drenched trees.
We watch each other in silence
Both enjoying this glimpse....
this glimpse of spring to come.
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