Status: Complete
The Bear of Winter
Spring bounds swiftly through the snow,
Clinging to his little felt hat that
Barely clears the snow drifts.
Winter‘s snow shrinks away from him,
Making way for fresh, green grass.
A roar echoes from Winter
As he spots Spring.
He will not melt away willingly,
But Spring is ready to challenge him.
Clinging to his little felt hat that
Barely clears the snow drifts.
Winter‘s snow shrinks away from him,
Making way for fresh, green grass.
A roar echoes from Winter
As he spots Spring.
He will not melt away willingly,
But Spring is ready to challenge him.
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For this contest.