Last Snow of Winter
As our last snow
of Winter falls,
And, Spring brings
brighter sun,
She lets him know
each time he calls,
His time with us
is done.
Come play with
fields your whitest snow,
Bring beauty for
the hour,
I’ll waft these
warmer winds to show,
The beauty of the
flower.
Peter Lowell
Paulson
March 3, 2014
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