With only a moment’s slight hesitation

I think back on a winter’s destination

It might be that Summer came on too fast

Or, that with a blink, Spring is past

Whatever the plentiful half forgotten reasons

I am nostalgic for that usually hated season

Strange, finding that I dislike it so

But, I’ve never been a huge fan of the snow

And yet still, today with record heat expected

I find myself remorseful for what I’ve neglected

Thinking back on the frigid patterns on the ground

And all the crystalline treasures that I have found

Today, I am happy that I was born a winter’s child

There is something beautifully cold in that wild…

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