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Cycle

The frost on the window, scattered into wonderful patterns. Winding curves and ice crystals bend the light. Breath caught on my lips, the cold turning it into fog.  Waiting in anticipation, for the winter snow to cover all. It resembles a new beginning, white blankets cancelling the past. Spring is for the fresh start, and I await it with joy. The trees regaining color, the leaves springing into action. Triumphant rose buds burst through, as elegant survivors of the winter. It is here that I remember, that seasons come and go. My love of such things, will never grow old.