Written by Destiny Bergeron
The day comes earlier
Birds fill the air
A chill is hanging on
To the back of the wind
As winter tries to linger
You see it’s defeat as the
Ground thaws beneath my feet
The need for mittens and hot chocolate deplete
As the sun steams whats left of winter off the streets
The trees start budding and the grass greens
The smell of the air becomes sweet
As a New Englander I see
a sadness to winters defeat
knowing the peace it carries
The quiet snow is replaced with crashing rain and echoing thunder
The calm placid river rages full of winters leftovers
I wouldn’t be so happy
to let the peace of winter go
If i didn’t know it would return
We are locked in this endless cycle
Helpless as the world turns
Worded Warrior 
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