Mother Winter Daughter Spring

 

Mother Winter has white hair.

She moves slowly.

Makes everyone hush and sleep.

In soft blankets of flakes.

Can blow cold windy truths.

But also gently send nourishing snow.

Without her, Daughter Spring cannot grow.


Daughter Spring

Gently blossoms

Seemingly dull seeds

Peek open the cheery beauty

She laughs as the brook

Bursts radiant smiles as the daffodils

Slipping through Mother Winter's hugs

She is eternal maidenhood

 

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