The Everlasting Winter

You are a snow man, standing in the snowy field
as children decorate you with scarves and hats.

You are the snow, gently falling never seeming to melt
for the winter cannot destroy what it is fulfilled to create

You are a memory of happiness playing in the sun,
In which to happen we’d need a miracle to help come

You are the years later of when the sun finally comes,
To destroy the everlasting winter which has now begun,
to seep away from excistence. “Hooray!” Cheer the people who are ready to have fun.

You are a tree, your bare branches dancing in the wind
as the new beginning comes
You are…