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I don’t care for shivery winter
Wrapped in sweaters struggling to stay warm
I wait for spring and things that are green
Yearning for buds and birds
And seeds slipping through my fingers
Burying my hands in warm wet dirt
Stepping gently over new grass
Leaning into short lived lilacs
And breathing in the fresh scent
Of rebirth and nature waking back to life,
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I do love winter, but this is lovely! I can smell the flowers.
I love the transition from cold struggle to fresh waking.