Fresh snow was falling
Like scattered
confetti at
A winter wedding
Frosty kaleidoscope images
Appear on the frozen
panes
Touched by winters icy
fingers
In the bitter seasons
domain
The sky is grey and dark
Defying the sun to
appear
Then the wind picks up
And thunder is getting near
Rain follows with lightning
Flashes that strike
fear
And preludes the
thunder
So loud it deafens the
ear
But then its passes on
And the skies are clear
After the ice queen’s bitter touch
Fountains cascaded no
more,
Waterfalls become inanimate.
And you cannot avoid her winter bite
Driving snow falls upon frost and ice
And the world feels her bitter chill
For a hundred years or more
The sunrise was a glowing red
As the day began frostily
Beneath the clear skies
But those skies turned grey
As the days early promise faded
Along with the light
What was clear however
Was that rain was on the way
Maybe even hill snow
But it was equally possible
That the sky will become blue again
And for some the sun may return
Some people are like clouds In strange kind of way Because when they fuck off It becomes a beautiful day