The snow melted, leaving
dead grass, bare trees, autumn.
Clouds, distance all mist
beyond the farm house.
Engrave this scene, this
moment, into your mind,
soon it will be gone like
the snow - the mist, gray
light, the sombre desolation
dissolving into spring's cacophony.
05.03.2026
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