Winters
As the winds change course From gentle warm to solitary cold. As the skies grow darker, By the Blanket of the night A silent memory resonates, Taking you back in time. The dew that accumulates, On the flowers of life Are the tears that you shed, Waiting for the light to strike And you hold on, for the night to end, For your tears to form rainbows again, Because, life may have ups and downs, But will you be alive, if all was found....