In the Winter
I dream of digging dirt
I dream of planting seeds
I dream of warm sunshine, gentle rains, and fresh breezes
In the Winter
I dream of getting up extra early to watch the sun rise
and staying up late to watch it set
I dream of walking barefoot across my front porch to sit in the swing
and watch the songbirds fly by
I dream of watching butterflies flit from flower to flower
and wait with hope that one would land next to me
In the Winter
I dream of fresh, ripe, juicy tomatoes
and the salad they will adorn
In the Winter
I dream of my garden
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