shedding winter’s grasp

The wind whirls around my bones as I stroll thru the early morning. Looking around, I see winter’s last attempt to hold onto the past, but in a losing battle.
Even with the snow capped peaks still illuminating the tops of the mountains, the valley is emerging into new life. If you listen closely, you can hear nature silently screaming…..Spring.
I think about you ( as always) as I see the struggles of new life breaking through winter’s grasp.
This past week’s talk of love, faith, family and the simple beauty of the world were reminiscent of your life. How fitting with it being your birthday. I celebrate you, with a simple wish that you know how much I love you.

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Wench, bring my ale, what say you?