Sun blinding
snows promise
damp trails
for our muddy paws.
It looks warmer
than it is;
still slick
demanding patience.
Yet
the flowers inside
bloomed all winter.
Through the window
spying something,
perhaps nothing
though worth a look.
Fresh movements, as
smaller birds
return.
Friends of Jayrry?
Likely!
Filaments,
rivulets trickle
the first sounds
of my favorite sounds;
springs' birth.
The days angle higher,
a simple pleasure
to play tonight
in the light.
Winter's test passed
again, again
each more challenging
than the last.
Through seasons' new pains
new strength
renews
spring seeds.
A painless day's optimism.
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