with the welcome refreshment of a breeze
comes all the promise of renewal
that a change of season announces
before however it comes you shall freeze
and wish for a hope of withdrawal
while the change rears up to pounce
but when it passes you on your knees
you'll see your fear as a small betrayal
of faith and sulk mildly into the fields of your play
chagrined in the sweet breeze covering your day
Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.
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