Why so forlorn?

"Winter is, and has always been never ending... And that shall never change." "And why is that, dearest?" "As tickling blossoms come to an end..."

The never ending winter conquers this somnolent municipality

Oscitant, but eager for the sleet snow

To daub the thoroughfare

A glimmer of hope shimmers in the eyes of many as they dance

Wild fantasies running in a rapacious manner.

The tickling blossom of some may shiver and shatter

Into copious fragments

So precious,  uncorrupted perfect little soul

A whiff of ginger cajoles

The sweet aroma satisfies

Fire so affectionate and coruscatingly lambent

Though dangerous but so engaging

When presented with endowments of gifts

Why low-spirited?

Is it not suited young juvenile and neonate?

So Heartbroken and woebegone

So harsh as the raven grieves

Selfishness and desire, non-adamant traits

Clouding inaugurates one's subconsciousness

As a disrelish repugnance coats the once bona fide soul

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