Goodbye joyful leaves, we will miss your golden glow.
You wave us farewell as winter tiptoes saying “hello”.
This dreary time of sadness approaches once again,
Bringing loneliness into our lives, every now and then.
Our skin no longer feels the hot touch of the sun,
The graceful trees end their swaying one by one.
A loud howl in the wind’s voice is slowly being heard,
As we look into the grey sky, the world seeming so blurred.
The animals stop prancing across the somber frozen field,
The snow swaddles the earth, the cold is revealed.
The once vivacious flowers no longer dance,
What an unpleasant season, lacking romance.
Ferocious blizzards swallow the town,
Frightened children sit, waiting for the storm to die down.
The murderous hail crashes down on the world,
Tricking us, with snowflakes so impearled.
We enter our homes, where the walls quiver and shake,
Counting down until they snap and break.
The floor below us stops breathing and turns to icy stone,
It’s as if we can hear every inch of the house groan.
We are hopeless, with no luck of coming upon heat,
For the next few months, we will be feeling incomplete.
The only comfort we find is that of our embracing bed,
Which lovingly warms us up, in this disappointing cold shed.
Just as we loathe winter, it must strongly dislike us in return,
Can’t it see it’s hurting us, won’t it ever learn?
Or perhaps winter is just envious of summer, spring, and fall?
Finding life unfair, winter waits to be loved above all.