It is surprising to hear, <br />Usually winter is the killer... <br />The freezing icy weather, <br />The murderous frost chilling over everything... <br /> <br />But now the monster is slain, <br />Spring rises out of the death. <br />A rebirth of the season of birth... <br /> <br />And this night, <br />On it's deathbed winter will still fight... <br />Wrapping together it's frozen hand, <br />Trying to clench the Earth... <br />Trying to hold on one minute or second, <br />Just like us trying to hold on to the time we get... <br />Trying to stop tomorrow from every happening... <br /> <br />And yet the Sun has still more light, <br />Th battle between the season and the sun rages on, <br />Solar swords of celestial light, <br />Clash against saber of solid snow and ice. <br /> <br />A strike and a blow, <br />The Sun today has won. <br />Winter, pale and gray, <br />Soon passes away, <br />Until the season once again set in...<br /><br />Peter Vector<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-is-dying/
