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In midst of winter
when icy rain
chills your bones
do not despair
let hope blossom
in your heart
for cold will fade
and sun return
’cause underneath
memories of spring
lie dormant
waiting
for nature’s call
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A touch of spring
Figments of a DuTchess 
Will it arrive or… will it not?? 😉
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It will, AJ, it will! 😀
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I hope spring comes soon….. but then, it is only February! If it comes too early we still complain 😉
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Hehehe, you will NEVER hear me complain about spring, the most wonderful time of the year 😉
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Yes, I agree, but it’s over so fast (see, told you I’d complain 😉 )
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The whole time schedule is out of order. Days rush by without time for catching my breath, and it’s accelerating as I get older!
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I love the image and the words…
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You brought a smile to my face. Thank you.
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Nice hopeful one.
In fact, one hopes that the touch of spring won’t be one poking through the upholstery of one’s chair!
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Indeed, that would be most uncomfortable. Though sitting in a jungle might be fun for a change 😉
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