Gathering their frosty fingers, the cold gales retreat
Stepping back into the climes from whence they came.
And, out dribbles benevolence from a salubrious sun;
Tippling its warmth, it shines as if smiling joyously.
The pristine duvet of puffy white snow embraces
The tepid love and dissolves into rapturous colours.
The earth transforms, it comes alive, and it breathes.
The hues cavort in a riotous mob of shades, in the leas.
Shoots sprout, jousting with the hardened crust.
Birds chirp, serenading the breeze that redolent
With the fragrance of spring, gently billows as if
Caressing all and sprinkling motherly love around.
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