In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous ~Aristotle
Snapdragons in bloom,
and I celebrate
ending yuletide gloom.
I don't deliberate
reasons for happiness,
I simply decelerate
from winter's crappiness~
tuning nature's loom;
enjoying flowers' flashiness.
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