dirty snow crunches
beneath my worn boots, winter's
tarnished finery
It seems like winter will never end. My friends, co-workers and I walk around in a funk, waiting for something to happen, something to change. Could we be experiencing spring fever? To make it bearable, I tell myself that the dirt and muck and ever changing weather patterns are a sign of what's to come. Spring is just around the corner. For now, just enjoy the fresh, crisp air and crunch beneath my feet.
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