Snowy flakes tapping on the window.
Come out! Come out! Come play with me!
Soon, the black and white landscape
will burst forth with a prism of life.
Winter will seemingly slumber
as it overfills the storehouses
preparing to burst forth a few seasons yonder.
Come out! Come out! Come play with me!
Today is my day to climb the trees,
to swing on the breeze and
to land wherever my Master pleases.
Come out! Come out! Come play with me!
For tomorrow I rest.
Tomorrow, I will be no more.
Hope Surrendered 
This was a awesome message.
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Thank you! Like many others, I’m ready for spring to arrive, but the latest weather reminds us that it’s not quite time, even though the calendar says otherwise! Soon, though…
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Delightful, Dear Donna!
Love you, Ann
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