www.whyville.net Feb 6, 2005 Weekly Issue



Morganna
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The Melting of Winter

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The sun sees all,
Melting the last frostbite off my nose
The trees are shaken by warmth, as snow leap off the branches onto the back of a doe
Her legs quiver as she hides,
Among the woods frozen bogs, which begin to melt
I watch the bright smile of my snowman dissolve and fade away,
He is melting too
The spring tulips slowly evolve into their full and serine beauty
As the blades of grass finally begin to show their true green, through the snow
Morning dew begins to drip from a nearby blue bell
Winter has finally melted, as spring begins to bloom

 

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