Even as rain falls through the mist,
and the naked trees suffer through pain
Knowing that soon our cold worrld will be kissed,
by an enchanting spring so needed and tame
that our memories of the winter
surely fade and are forgotten.
As flowers bloom and the grass gets greener,
the air gets warm and the light gets stronger
the goldern fields now ripe are gathered
in memory of those forgotten winters
the harvests are stored with grace and love
and meticulously protected when change begins
from hot to cold and from green to gold
our world changing still retains its beauty
a rich and vibrant colour
overshadows the cooling of the air
until the majesty of autumn fades
and another winter appears
the new found knowledge gained
lay to rest the cold winters pain
to reveal a soft and shining world
with a view so white and pure
showing the the wisdom
it is the love felt that goes from dark till dawn
I love you