After every Winter comes Spring. After every storm comes calm.

Winters Promise
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A white blanket covers the ground and all is still.
The sky is tinged with pink, snow again it will.
Where once the winter green of grass hung over the river bank,
only white is seen, reflected in the waters dank.
And trees with heavy snow covered branches, waiting for the thaw.
in anticipation, for spring to come once more.
Copyright Jack Brown © 1999

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