Spring is coming
I see it on the weather vane
wind not knowing which direction to turn
temperature rising and falling
snow cuddling with rain making slush precipitate
Spring is nearing
You can smell it far off in the air
the promised warmth returning
though the weather now is strange and cold
hope is caught on the updraft of tomorrows
Spring is moving
In the far off time it's now
but soon it will be sprouting through the frozen ground
infiltrating winter
Spring is making once more
all things new again
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