this is the true end of the year,
seasonly speaking.

cold, low humidity, and very windy.
any old leaf foolish enough to try and hold on to his mother until now
is shaken off.
the world outside is an empty nest.

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then again, maybe it is actually now the beginning of the year.
the cherry blossoms brave enough to open their pink faces.

the daffodils laughing in groups.
just the tops of trees have gone a bit fuzzy.

we haven't met spring yet
but she's coming.

and we'll fall in love all over again.