The Promise of Green

This is the dull, in between time.  The colour has been washed away from our world.  

We rake up the remnants of last fall's leaves.

And wonder how one leaf survived the winter intact.

I know that it will be a sudden thing, when the green finally arrives.  I'll be driving, and I'll realize that the trees have a green glow about them - something that wasn't there the last time I looked.  

Then suddenly they'll have real leaves, and the grass will have transformed from brown to green seemingly overnight.  

And it will finally feel like Spring.

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