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 It has been a while since I write anything nice! But this one is from my son.. inspired by Christina Rossetti's ''May'' Prateek created some beautiful lines befitting the season. Winter    I cannot tell you how it was,   But this I know:it came to pass Upon a golden, chilly morning When the year was old; ah, such a brilliant year! As yet the snow was not born on the cars along the road; The last leaf had not fallen as yet;  Nor any bear hibernated on its bed. I cannot tell you what it was,  But this I know: it did but pass. It passed away with a chilly Monday,  Like all nice things it passed away,  And left me younger, and warmer, and brighter. By Prateek Deshpande 06/12/2023