The snow is melting
and, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m actually kindof missing it.
The bright white of those little flakes
lift my spirit during these cold longs days.
I miss running to Jaxon to peer out the windows and watch it fall.
Most times, I am more fascinated than he.
I’m not worried, there will be more to come.
But, please Lord, give me snow or give me spring, none of this in between.
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