Cold dissipates as the Winter bird tweets.
Perpetual treat, that enters my ear, singsong
merriness, retreats all too quick, completes
its assignment, to the next neighbor, gets along.
Stillness of second Winter, naked oaks.
A seasonal painting as my window frames.
Upcoming Spring, the loss in April, brushstrokes
that paint a vivid scene, purple in flames.
Summer and Fall wedged in between, poking
the...
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