On and off all night.
Not sure of the hour
Regardless, I kept checking.
Twelve, one and two something.
Finally woke to a collapsed winter.
Don’t want to call it that, however
Looking around It seems like.
It’s warmer this morning;
But don’t think spring.
That would be a trick, over the top.
The morning chimes ring. The hours come and go per usual.
Patience will carry one through the night and days.
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