Here it comes
I step outside into the
Cold and yet…
Something is different.
Sunlight fights through the
Clouds and still loses the
Battle…mostly but she’s
Getting stronger and staying
Longer, pushing back against the
Dark blue night.
I hear a cardinal sing with his
Cheerful whistle and the
Crocus hears him too
He calls them up with their
Tough green rocket stems
Up! from dark icy ground
Into the
Light of an
Ancient dawning.
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