I long for the time winter would melt into spring,
But my days of golden dreams fade with the onset of October.
Chill winds promise delivery of the lifeless days winter brings.
Heavenly lights like a pulsating sword split the night sky.
The season will go on, the months of gray withered days,
But I will sit here serene with my thoughts of your love.
Never did I realize your warmth would fade with summers sun.
Dreary rains turned into a white shroud of patchwork quilts,
Lying in the fields emphasizing the lifeless rows.
I shiver at the thought that you might not return,
But you kindled a flame within my heart that still burns.