Light tapping of rain on my window
Willing me awake
I grumble opening my eyes and gazing into the grey
The warmer water washing the ice and snow away
Softly placing my hand on the window, the cool glass taking over my warmth
Leaving an outline of my hand
It slowly fades as I lazily close the curtain
Spring is battling the long, cold, winter
The season changing
Revealing spring as the victor
The heat of summer will soon be seeping in
Slowly beginning to challenge the Spring
Taking the crown swiftly
The next contender waiting patiently
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