Her long yellow hair fallen ragged through winter
tucked under snowy mounds imprisoned till spring
with warm winds caressing gently lifting
begging crocuses and shy buds to bloom and sing
Heart heavy as winters wrath recent
I wondered why nature had unleashed so much scorn
too much beauty all mangled in just hours
lastly damage leaving me empty forlorn
Over small mountains I forged on defeated
this place grim faced, fruitless at best
sorrow filled my heart as I stood witness
natures wrath from a state of unrest
Of the corner my eye I stared speechless
deer rushing through brush so close by
I quickly smile as I see first witness
natures redemption
as spring breathes hello with a sigh
Written by :Corrina Leblond
MY PLACE - POETRY , AFFIRMATIONS & MORE 
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