Winter's Lost Song

In the darkness of winter's lost song...
I look out on a barren field, devoid of life
the tall grasses, once green and topped with dew,
have been broken and lie under a fresh dusting of graying snow

Oh how I long to feel your warm sun,
your cool breeze kiss my cheeks
You're slowly showing yourself with longer days and shorter nights
But I can't wait for your vibrant colors to reign again,
in the beauty of spring's morning
I'll awake by your side and behold love's glory


©2004 Sean Muzzy