At 4:45 the sun edges
through a loose nest
of branches, sets
behind a snow bank,
slipping out early
after its brief appearance
in today. But it still dazzles,
like a pearl set in diamonds
on the white breast of a girl
at a charity bazaar. Pretty,
but with a forced smile,
she leans in close,
gets me to take
one more chance
on spring.
— Warren Woessner
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