the last snow of winter melts
as the sun shines brightly overhead.
I see the droplets of water
falling off the tips of those gleaming,
ice stalactites.
The buds of flowers just
waiting to bloom,
revealing the beautiful colors of spring.
Droplets from those ever shortening icicles
add to the morning dew of the greening grass,
an indication of the coming transition
in to Spring.
During this time,
winter is not forgotten,
spring is not yet here,
but as the birds sing
and the air warms,
it is a reminder that winter is...
coming to a close;
the ice queen's tale is ending,
and happiness is on its way.
A smile spreads across my face
knowing that all will be well
and a new, better day
will come as tomorrow.
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