but i see patches of brown,
not white and black
of the unrelenting snow and ice of February.
I can not look at the area where my garden was,
the ice and snow is piled high still,
the result of needing to just get around,
moving snow and ice from our path.
I feel better,
washed clean though.
I am trusting the anger of the winter has passed on.
I am so looking for something else,
a daffodil or crocus,
but i am yet denied.
Soon, i know things will change
and i am waiting with baited breath!
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