I hear the sweet calls of morning birdsong
I smell the earthy aroma of thawing ground
I feel the lukewarm brush of a spring breeze
My head is light from these overwhelming sensations
My body yearns to feel pulsing heat on my skin
I feel as if my heart is defrosting with the ground
At each chirp, I feel a sense of excitement
My calm face seems to vacuum up the rising heat like a sponge in water
I ache for heat a little more
I open my eyes
I see the mysterious glimmer of… SNOW?
Why are we taunted by the beginnings of spring
When winter clearly draws on?
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