TFSS

The world is grey, cold, icy

 

Chilly winds swirl through the air

 

Whipping through layers on layers

 

Sweeping miniscule white flecks along

 

As the sky cries frozen tears

 

When will it end?

 

 

Months on months of enduring,

 

Shivering bodies, numb extremities

 

Coughing, gasping, seeping eyes

 

Burrowed in clothes with no comfort in sight

 

When will it end?

 

 

Stop, turn, see the world in new light

 

Golden beams piercing thick grey shrouds above,

 

Yellowed grass, dripping roofs, shining puddles,

 

Warmth of hope chasing away the cold

 

Is it finally ending?

 

 

 

The day comes, the sun shines,

 

Warming, beaming, smiling in all glory

 

Budding trees, emerald grass,

 

Bird song echoing through once empty sky

 

Freer laughs and grins abound

 

It has ended,

 

And time has come for new life to begin