The land of trees
disappeared
behind a veil
of mist and drizzle
The land of winds
had not much changed
since I last saw it
five weeks ago
It's still winter
and the wind
carried a bite
of cold today
The trees here
are barren
dark boughs
bereft of leaves
Spring is a way off
but the lengthening days
carry a promise
of better times ahead
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