Spring, where are you? You came for a little visit, propped
your feet up on our coffee table, and we even played a few board games to make
you feel at home.
And then you left.
When you left, bitter Winter saw some free space and invited
himself into our home. Now, he’s raiding our refrigerator and even had the
nerve to steal from our cookie jar. How could he do something as soulless as
steal sweet, crumbly cookies from a home other than his? I blame this on you,
Spring.
I do not care if you are shy or hesitant because, frankly,
even a little bit of Spring is better than an ounce of Winter. Come on in,
bring your friend Sunshine, and have a party. We will even supply the food and
condiments.
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