As August draws in,
The depth of winter awakens
Forging ahead, with every ounce of his cold wintry breathe.
This has got to be one of the coldest winters I can remember.
Fantastic snow falls, wet weather..
Chilly winds and perhaps made even colder with the departure of friends.
September will bring with her the beginnings of Spring.
With Spring, comes hope and new lease of life.
Where flowers begin to bloom and bright colours emerge from the past months of dull greys and blacks.
I am predicting endless days of sunshine and songs from birds
No doubt laced with my wheezing and coughing.
That is besides the point.
The point is to look beyond what lies directly in my path.
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