Almost-spring

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With a push and a shove, the wind lifted you

And sat you down in another reality.

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Blue skies and a Gibbous waxing moon watched from above.

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Wind waves swirled

From every corner of the compass

Swashbuckling

Rumbustious

Clearing your head of old fog.

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New life and green sprouts grew from dark stems.

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Hesitating, spring

Quivered

Doubtful

Until an icy gust

Sent it away

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��HMH, 2023