Winter's Cry

Behold the silent battle

That the changing seasons bring

Winter's grip is loosened

As the robin begins to sing

The flowers strain toward Heaven

As their fragrance fills the air

For spring has given notice

But winter will not despair

Winter will not be broken

As it fights with its last breath

But spring's warm winds are endless

And the reason for winter's death

Spring proclaims its victory

As it watches its rival die

The snowflakes have changed to raindrops

As winter begins to cry

Reviews

[Eileenws]

I like how you depict the changing seasons. But winter is not gone for good. It comes back again. Nicely done.

[Eve]

A rivalry between the seasons, the words in this melt like snowflakes, beautifully written.