Winters passing

Winters passing
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A winter passed into day
In the morning sun I saw
Frost melt in the early light
The garden filled with dew
And birds return to sing
The night is going soon
Winter is passing away
The bare trees stand tall
Swaying gently to the wind
Which blows from the east
A season of change

poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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