Swimming in Winter

It is vacation time, and we
   must play.
No, this is not a must. We will,
   we may!

It is the season for this play,
   this fun,
And season follows season, when 
   it's done.

A time to fast. Then time to feast
   with spice.
Spring flowers follow winter snow
   and ice.

Or is this sequence really so 
   precise?
Does life come like the roll of waves,
   Or dice?

Does winter never flinch? Refuse
   to go?
I’ve seen the tulips buried in 
   the snow.

Yet, it is time to play. The sun
   appears.
So I will swim, and none will see
   my tears.

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