What Comes After Winter
What comes after winter? I ask.
Some say water from the melted snow.
Some say animals out of hibernation.
A few say Caterpillar fully grown.
Here and there, an Anteater is named.
A handful mention young ones ready to face the day.
But when I look at the sky and the not-so-there sun.
I add it all up and call upon the sun
to testify to my proclamation and
agree with my reasoning.
That after winter comes it all:
spring, summer, fall and winter.
A spring of life
A spring of death
And after winter came the sun.
The sun, the spring and life to all.
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