The sun is shining
The sky is open
The world is alive
It is a lie
Yesterday was grey
Closed and cold
The earth hints at summer
Warmth and play
A tease, a glimpse
But winter is still around
The cold and wet
Just waiting
Hidden behind trees
Behind buildings
Beyond the horizon
Lurking, peeking
Wating for us to relax
Watching as we loose the layers
As soon as t-shirts emerge
It will show it's face
Winter will reappear
The freezing cold winds
Hail stones and icy frost
Bare skin pummeled by nature
Cruel, cruel nature
Ever the prankster
Keeping secrets from the unprepared
Puny mortals
Living the lives of gods
Yet controlling nothing
Pawns in a galactic game of chess
Tossed and tugged
Whipped and beaten
Slaves to the end.
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