Winter edges on a simple,
yet tragic
kind of sorrow
a difficult, yet symbolic
style of betrayal in its fits of blizzards
and gusts of sideways rain.
Day after day
avalanches cause frustration
in the cities, but beauty in the country -
a heart after itself
overlaps the pain.
Sprinting into spring we feel a sense
of renewal, a subtle rebirth
with sunshine crowning spirits
and tulips grazing our lips,
full of a crushed lullaby
we all learn to sing.
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