Fly'ng winter-end, moves ambivalently
Scoffing with a whitened celebration
And thrashing through, saintly adoration
While nippy Jack Frost, chuckles handedly
Into the evening, a joyful delight
The spring time moon, sings, in a speckle red
Life moves triumphantly, in joyful wed
And stillness beats, the scintillating night
© daniel miltz
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