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Frost brings its orchestra
with violin and harpsichord winds.
Leaves sway, grass sashay, animals shimmy
in unison with the melodies of winter
arriving to end one season of opportunities
for a fresh start with new opportunities.  Owls cry
softly as they are my soloists carrying the tune
with soft caresses to be slapped by screaming
as its mixed with the love of the crests and troughs
of life. Inmates in the forest stir
as they are now awaken. Howls, barking, meowing,
and pitter-pattering feet begin to join
the celebration. Squirrels, raccoons, possums,
skunks, birds, rabbits, snakes, and everything
singing my love song of winter
after humming, dancing, and performing
a play to demonstrate the changes
occurring around me and those that have
already taken place in spring, summer,
and autumn to help me recognize
all the good times I've had after
my struggles. My show of progression.
The song fades as I awaken
to my new start.