Spring Again

Attracted to the winter all my years
(perhaps it was that January birth),
when chill will stimulate, and dark appears
so often it gives firelight more worth,
I can’t ignore the present buds and spears
of vernal growth – renewal on the earth
around. I watch the sunshine sweep my floor
now winter’s gone, but not for evermore.

(Ottava Rima)

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