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The Wind's Tale
I feel you now, wind,
hear your little messages
whispering of spring,
and how winter has an end,
as you kiss my ear with love bites.
I feel you now, wind,
and look up and watch the clouds,
gray, but not leaden,
look down, and see growing now
one brave weed's leafy rosette.
I feel you now, wind,
hear your little messages
whispering of spring,
and how winter has an end,
as you kiss my ear with love bites.
I feel you now, wind,
and look up and watch the clouds,
gray, but not leaden,
look down, and see growing now
one brave weed's leafy rosette.
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The line "as you kiss my ear with love bites" is very tender when I think of how the winter wind chaffs against my skin. I also find it interesting that a weed is the first to blossom in the new season.