Ode to Winter


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While a world has drifts to sleep

The touch of frost creeps in revealing

A beauty and perfection we all sought to miss

As the winter ends and the birds take their flight farther elsewhere;In still of the winters season 

The perfection it had revealed, it’d been left open

To nourish the heart and welcome the young spring

This was the ode to winter