Winter's Soft Desire

Winter's Soft Desire

A gentle song of falling snow sung quietly outside.
A silent hymn of summer youth, a stolen lullaby.
The frigid chill against my cheek despite the cozy fire.
All these things and more denote winter’s soft desire.

Dark evergreen limbs bow beneath the heavy weight of snow.
She kisses into children’s cheeks a healthy, rosy glow.
The elements and slush through which we all must mire.
All these things and more denote winter’s soft desire.

A deadened branch that glistens ‘neath the quickly dipping sun.
Shimmering diamonds in the snow, glimmering jewels for none.
The dying blaze of autumn, like a final funeral pyre.
All these things and more denote winter’s soft desire.

She seldom grants us mercy, yet her beauty is for free.
A wondrous gift of blinding white, angelic purity.
Our time with loved ones is often more, nothing now seems dire.
All these things and more denote winter’s soft desire.

A gentle song of falling snow sung quietly outside.
A silent hymn of summer youth, a stolen lullaby.