O' spring, a glimpse of your bashful face brings such relief.
An oasis in the sprawling desert of winter.
We pensive mortals heave a collective sigh.
And for a time wander sun filled streets
without our cold-acquired hunch
Although this unforeseen fugitive day of spring will pass
and more days and weeks of chill lay before us.
This gift, this clemency of warmth has buttressed our flagging spirit.
At no point do we wonder why.
Why has this winter shown such restraint.
Why is it 60 degrees in the middle of frigid February.
No. We do not think of these things.
We enjoy a brief reprieve.
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