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Apr 2019
Snow in the Spring.
Cold flakes fall on
warmly colored petals.
The bright blue sky
lost somewhere in the cold winds.
When Spring began,
I guess the Winter didn't end.
The two seasons fight for power
of the weather
back and forth
and once again
until finally,
Spring overpowers
see the blooming flowers
scare off the bitter winds, but,
until then,
we have
snow in the Spring.
It was snowing but it was Spring a d this is what came to mind. I'm a bit backed up on poems to post on here so I'm doing it all now.
Written by
Freya Adwin  14/F/The depths of my iNsAnItY
(14/F/The depths of my iNsAnItY)   
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