Rukhsar jahan

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In the quiet of winter the flowers sleep
A white blanket of snow covers their feet.
The cold earth holds them patient and meek
Enticed by the first breath of spring they peek.
The earth stirs and the shoots begin to sprout-
Hear them saying Let me out, Let me out.
Their strong slender stalks begin to grow
Getting ready for their spring style show.