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Rain slew in drumming waves, relentless, cold, thick. Though devoid of winter’s sting, the rain that spring was only handsome in its unabashed misery. The sun skulked behind cloud’s tumult, the hazy havoc of the skies, snubbing newborn lambs and calves who promptly theron shivered, shook and died. And, lof the flowers that rose as the very flags of optimism, ne’er a one escaped the drubbing; all were beaten into the dirt, ne’er a one survived.

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Winter lays down her icy bouquet for the long sleep as spring waves in a sea of vivid blooms.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 11, 2020.
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As the days warm, as their sunny reach grows longer, the ice queen's heart melts and her sister-spring is welcomed by the greenest entourage.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 11, 2020.
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Springtime comes as a music to the soul, as a lullaby to rock winter into her seasonal bed chamber.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 11, 2020.
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The springtime never waits upon the perfect ice-free day, yet pushes forth at first chance for the warming light of day.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 11, 2020.