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Monday, February 19, 2007

Winters End

Snow melting
White has turned to gray
Gloom have overcome
The day
But if I listen
Can almost hear
Spring
Just a breath away
Posted by The Romantic Flea at 7:02 PM

2 comments:

openeyes said...

there's so much beauty in that process from winter to spring.

February 20, 2007 at 2:59:00 AM PST
The Romantic Flea said...

so true....wish it would hurry :)

February 20, 2007 at 9:53:00 PM PST

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