With tight little fists and elbows jutted out, the cosmos gives a final shake of its head, issuing a dare to be sent to the compost pile...
The tiresome fight ends. The is head bowed with resignation. A crown of dried petals is bright with color; one final show.
The finality of simple acceptance...quietly departing with an inspiring elegance and the promise of Spring...
The End.
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