Spring is come

As Winters icy breath recedes and daylight hours swell

The snowdrops awaken from their tiny little shells

They peak and poke through still frozen ground

To send buds shooting skyward heaven bound

They remind us life continues and better times are ahead

The snowdrop flowers blanket a soft snow shower

Everyone who passes gazes with wonder and glee

The magic of the snowdrop is clearly plain to see.

Winters end

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