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Winter showed her face one more time today.

Blossoms grace the trees.

Tulips are tall and bright.

And, the forsythia floats in the breeze.

But, winter had something left to say.

One last whisper.

One last breath.

She’s been so silent for most of the season,

Just gingerly letting her presence be felt.

Today was another gentle gesture,

A soft dusting of snow that was gone by mid-morn.

Winter’s final farewell

on this last day of March?

Or, part of a long good-bye?

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