The First Breath of Spring

The first breath of spring

Fragrant and fresh

A welcome thing

One days where winter's cold hand

Grasps the heart

In a dead, somber grip

Inhales with joy this herald

Of growing things

Of walks in the park

With family and friends

Enjoy this moment

Ever so brief though it be

When you can feel it

Cool, damp soil

Clear blue skies

Dappled with white

Savour the first breath of spring.

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