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Dream of Spring

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There is nothing like shivering during months of Winter to make one dream of Spring.
Still, Winter can be sublimely beautiful, as my hike in Settlement Canyon proved.

Dream of Spring

Winter, Winter,
Chatters my teeth.
Winter, Winter,
Freezes my bones.
The roosters still crow;
The horses still neigh;
The cows still low.
But I bundle up and tuck away and shiver,
And dream of Spring.