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Today winter smiled at the sun.
His work is still not done.
Somewhere close to spring,
Winter's melt starts to sing.

Muddy ground is all around,
from melting snow packed in mounds,
a peaceful hope now rebounds in the
Winds whistling sounds. The land
Begins to wake, the matchstick
Trees slightly shake.

Winter plays with cabin fever
and speaks in notes of stress
Relievers offered to...
the non-believers.

Watch the hours turn the scene,
When muddy winter, awakes the
Hills of white and turns them

The world can feel a fresh start
When winter's play beckons Spring-
times heart!

Watch playful winter go, and count
The blessings when sunlight shows...

When all of this is over, meet me
The fields of Clover.

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Fading playful Winter