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in the spring,
allowed me to listen to chirping baby birds;

in the summer,
surrounded me in bursts of happy colors;

in the fall,
enriched me with golden splendor.

Yet, in the winter,
I choose not to sit in its beauty
but to enjoy it from afar.

The cold, white fluff, gently laid
while I sleep, is a scene
I don’t have the heart to disturb.

It’s purity soon enough is breached
as it transforms beneath the sun,
but I’ll enjoy the untouched wonder
for as long as I possibly can.

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