She inhaled the air of the world,
allowing its cold to fill her lungs,
and exhaled, warmly, a vapor
filled with all of her joyful feeling.

Her song settled heavily against
the snow, sinking into the ground, melting at her soft melody, radiant
like the coming dawn.

Round wide eyes, and rosy cheeks
kissing the daffodils and dasies,
whispering words of love and affection,
promising to them a life of laughter.

And the little birds who followed her,
each busy with their own tasks,
a flurry of feathers and finicky comments, unafraid of her light touch,
on her shoulders, took a perch.

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