Remember when
the grass was dry
and branches barren
of leaves
when cold winds
whipped through
underbrush
and nipped at
fingertips and nose
Remember hard ground
beneath your back
as you stared up
at wandering white
as cold seeped through
clothes and skin
to cause quaking tremors

Not much of that left now. Everything is getting green and warm.
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