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Apricity

When the mist occured,
The snow departured…
Morning became night,
Nothing came in that sight.
Cloudbursts began to be high,
In that cold stormy night…

Sun appeared in the early morning…
Though the cold can’t be resisted
Outside lay the dew drops,
on tiny petals and sepals
are glistened by the sunshine
These are enjoyed in the wintry days,
the joy behind this, is the sun always!