withered leaves falling after the hard freeze
delicate swivel to the ice
dance wind through the bare branches
you left her nothing
breeze be gentle to the ground
pricked by frost
we slide to that chilly place
warmth so deep below the surface
too deep to thaw these things
frozen for a time
until the sun comes back around
green buds pop out of nowhere
the miracle of heat and foundation
grow
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