Winter's breath lingered
But not for long
Somehow it knew
It's time had come
To move on.
Quietly
It whispered it's farewell
Echoed in the cool breeze
And dying embers
Of fires long gone.
Nothing could stop
The coming of Spring
Bright blooms
Promises of fresh starts
Untouched skin
Paths waiting
To feel the weight
Of faithful feet.
Spring came
Full of promise
For winter had thawed
Even
The coldest of hearts.
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