First of winter, yesterday
but summer still hung on by its skin
we soaked it in with sun’s drenching rays
not knowing when bitter cold, might begin to seep in
Then, we may turn varying degrees of blue
as days can’t hold on to their light
and autumn leaves drop off to become fewer than few
aware that winter’s wind comes with such a nasty bite
the new year has begun without the sun
landscape of grey, choice hue for the day
but winter often lacks sun; outnumbering clouds have won
so, while we wait for golden rays, inward we search to find our way
thinking of future days and days past, all those memories held fast
with hope for peace in days to come; inner and outer wars, forever done
Much to eyes delight
a cool blustery blows wispy whites
across clear blues
sunlit after four days, then nights
of torrential pouring
So much the worth
when at last, winter finally wanes
Soaked in for growth
bright green, truly beautiful earth
presents fresh spring again
Heartspell 