Nothing new to report waiting for The results of Ashley's job interview. I have the start of a poem but no middle or end yet So to tease you and to give it some more thought....

Lion's mane flies

free

Under grey skies

across winter's frosted

white,

March wind blows cold

towards spring's warmth

and new beginings

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Maybe this is it in total , for now I do not know. This is good even though it is a short one.

Revised the wording positions.