I spy things long-hidden ‘neath layers of snow;
Deer tracks pressed deep into pasture-land mud;
Plowed gravel obscured by mounds of white.
Bedecked with prominent, green-swelling buds.
Plump, cheerful sparrows chirp happy welcomes
Perched atop and within a honeysuckle home.
Curious eyes longing for spring’s radiant glow.
A rainbow of colors is on the way, but first
The blustery winds must come and then go.
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