it's a gloomy gray and dismal day
fresh snow adorns the boughs
a threat of more is in the air
while slush defines the roads
a crusty ice piled landscape
like a tiny mountain range
aligns the path that leads to town
yet none of this is strange
it's February (almost March)
soon spring will spread her arms
to melt the slush and snow and ice
with love and warmth and charm
the arctic winter landscapes
will be replaced with softer things
like grass and leaves and flowers
as the birds begin to sing
while fragrance fills the air
with aphrodisiac elation
and neighbors start to talk again
as they emerge from hibernation
that's something to look forward to
but it's still a month away
today it's cold and bleak outside
another winter day
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