The Strength of the Winter Meadow
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When seasons are on a downward spiral. And life seems vile.
We have to listen to the perseverance of nature!

The Strength of the Winter Meadow

When seasons are on a downward spiral.

And life seems vile.

We must remember the bulb all the while.

Planted in fall.

In the hardship of winter the roots grow.

So, as when the first light of spring does flow.

It may bring life to forest meadow.

And what does this show?

That even in the bleak times when the days seem so short and cold.

That something grows deep within our souls.

The foundations of strength that allows us to bloom.

For truly winter ney spells natures doom.

So, when we face gloom.

We must realise that soon.

Spring dawn will reach across the meadow.

And the occasional gust will blow.

But by then the roots of winter will be set.

As, we never forget the times of ice as we thaw.

We never forget the strength that we have stored.

And like a perennial.

We return each season, stronger with a firmer root base.

A bulbous strength.

Sprouting

Reaching for light

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