Winter

Grey clouds and winter cold air

The time for new beginning and new ends has come.

Oh how a year goes by in the blink of an eye

Yet so much can happen.

So much can change.

So much can be lost.

The air is cold and the colors of the fall have long since gone.

A harsh beauty is the one that winter holds. Pay close attention blink once and it is gone.

As the countdown begins i reflect on winters past.

I look back at the path that has lead me to where i stand today. I realize that it is a path of my own making. I realize this new year is mine to make my own.

The path I will walk on as winter goes and the sun returns is the one i build.

Author's Note

Hi its me again i hope you like it not my best work but there it is please let me know what you think id really appreciate that

Reviews

[Alucard6336]

Winter is a cold dead thieve that claims body and soul oof even the strongest men. Anyways! This was a wonderful piece. It's imagery is surreal. People move away and friend turns to enemy in the long cold dead nights of winter. Winter is something that is the magic of our earth.

I think this poem is awesome :) looking forward to seeing more from you.

[blackfairy3]

Thank you i am so glad that you liked it. I appreciate you taking the time to read my poem and review it thank you.

[winterflower]

This is very nice. Winter prepares us for spring which is revival and new beginnings and life. Youre amazing.

[blackfairy3]

Thank you for the time you took to leave a review on my writing

[Secretwriter93]

Winter is grey and bleak but i love it. Great poem thanks for writing it

[perfectimperfection]

Wow you painted a nice grey winter in my mind. very nice word choices, makes me want to curl up and read a good book lol