It is two weeks until the end of this short winter
and every snowfall can be the last indeed.
There is a pity of the one's end. Snowflakes shimmer's
becoming dimmer from long thaws all-wrapping steam.
Time's slowly slinking with cold brooks fast moving water.
The winter could not keep its strict rules till the end.
The three days warmth has made the icy awful collapse,
turning wide roads into plain attraction tracks.
The last long thaw has made the native town grayer.
High snowbanks have been turned into hard dirty walls.
The Pancake week's preparing snowy decorations
for the next Sunday. Then this winter will be burned.
by Thea Ariss
10:50 - 11:50
16.02.2026
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