A tiny sliver opened tonight within my frozen world
A spring shoot poking through the snow
No blossoms but a smooth, silken stem
Pushing it's greenness into the March thaw
Fifty degrees today here in Wisconsin
Fer crissake it's been so long
Today though it lies bent underneath the snow, wondering still
If it was courageous or foolish
To take a chance on life.
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