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Season Of Respite

It’s sunny and,

Fifty degrees.

I see it now,

Winter’s at ease.

 

The warmer weather,

Will fix the pain.

My utility bill,

Should begin to wane.

 

I will open the windows,

Let the fresh air in.

And, a new regimen,

I will begin.

 

Get up and out,

Go for a walk.

See the local creatures,

Birds and hawks.

 

To easier days,

I look forward.

Respite from the harsh,

Now, fresh and toward.

 

Time to plant and grow,

Foods and flowers.

Take advantage of,

The day’s long hours.

 

From inside, now out,

Into the fresh air.

Waste not, these times,

Of this, take great care.