Rocky terrain juts out
undefeated
snow melting, receding, pleading
gnarly trees and shrubs
dug in long ago with iron claws
undefeated
the enemy retreats, softly, in tears
with secret plans to raid again
another time
but not today
victory is snatched from the icy foe
and the land is free again
and undefeated.
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| Victory is mine. |
