The sharpened teeth of cold retracted,
the sun again will find its shine,
The lifeless world shall be redacted,
as snow and sun now intertwine,
The sleeping seeds suspend their slumber,
awakening their urge to sprout,
The lions gait begins to lumber,
his mighty roar now lacks in clout,
The grey and white turn blue and brown,
preparing for the luscious greens,
And icy towers melted down,
reveal the soil poised to preen
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