~winter~

winters chill i can feel,
as he runs me through!
twilight is a setting in,
as he shacks hands,
with darkess again.
i see the white mountain tops,
as they seem to shine,
its really the sunshine,
who seems to have been left behind.
the bite of the wind,
has lost his place as my friend,
somehow i wish that summer,
wouldnt have turned her back and ran.
spring seems like a distant foggy memory,
as the snowflakes are orchistrating,
there own special cold ass syphany.
old man winter know he is here,
he wont let the darkness of the clounds,
so they can cry out one single tear.
the feeling of cold is here etching into me,
i will not welcome it,
with any kind of earthly cheer.
the green that i so love,
 has gave way to brown,
i miss my summers dance,
as i look outside with a frown.
the leaves on the trees,
have all flown away,
leaving me stuck into,
grayness of another,
winters day!
~inkmaster~