As I was meandering down the lonely dark lane,
I came across an unseemly sight.
In the middle of this dreary way
Was a brightening power
Conquering and driving away the evil influences.
A tiny little flower,
Paving the way for more to follow,
To defeat the dark sadness called winter.
Though small and feeble,
The whiteness brightens the day like nothing before it,
Reminding of days gone past and better,
More fun times.
Of the sun and the green, green grass
And all the amenities of summer gone by.
One miniscule flower can refresh
And make new the overpowering force
That drives away the hopelessness that seeps into a world.
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