Winter’s Tale

The last day of winter
As the frost whispers to the trees.
A cold breeze replaced
With much warmer things.

Bare trees no longer exposed
New life seems to come full circle once more.

Haze and fog
Replaced with morning dew.
Icy frosted grass begins to sprout and spring.

Birds no longer nesting amongst the eves.
Nature rebirthing many things.
Winter losing sight of many things.
Wishing it could exist a little bit longer along with spring.
But knowing it’s place it howls in the evening breeze.

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