Winter

Winter Poem

Looking out

Waiting

Spending time creating

I am a clipping of the past

How long will winter last?

Silent roots reaching

Growing

Preparing for the future

Showing

I feel the hope

Of Spring ahead

So pull me out

Of Winter’s bed

Laurie A. Stasi 2/2022

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