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Mar 2014
Spring!  Old friend
It’s been a long, dark winter
The bone bare limbs hung naked while
Heavy snow drowned life in silence.  

I’ve waited all year
To bathe my milky skin in your warmth
And smell your sweet perfume.
You paint the world in color again,
And conduct the bird’s morning song.

I find hope in the budding trees
And the daisies that kiss my bare feet
But winter’s bitter icicles
Still weigh on my heart, refusing to melt
Can you help me shake this winter chill?
Emily Williams
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