Forgotten Ground Regained

Snow Begone

March is not a month of parch,March is moist with melt.Let go of the snow, say I,No more pack and pelt!Snow sunk to the undergroundnurtures thirsty roots.Later, after spring has sprung,feast on flowers and fruits!
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