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She felt her end drawing near
Watched, as the candles burned
They melted away, drip by drip
As the season slowly turned

Winter’s magic began to dwindle
She felt Spring was on her way
Time was running short, you see
As snow fell, on this dismal day

Waiting, was the hardest part
She knew she had no chance
The flowers would awaken
Sway in the winds, and dance

Until that time, she pondered
Wondered how to make it stop
The cold, still lingered, in her
Making temperatures drop

Soon melted, the snow, beneath her
Filled her with much disdain
Another season, passed her by
Twas the end, of Winter’s reign


February Writing Prompt: Precarious Quandaries – Day 17/28

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