winter

In winter's icy grasp, a world turns cold,

A desolate landscape, stories untold.

Beneath the silent blanket of snow,

Loneliness whispers, a bitter sorrow.

Barren branches reach for a distant sky,

Echoes of laughter, long gone by.

Footprints in the snow, fading away,

A solitary heartache, in shades of gray.

The sunsets weep in hues of blue,

A melancholy symphony, nature's cue.

Whispers of the wind, a lonesome song,

In winter's embrace, we all belong.

A solitary figure walks through the frost,

Lost in memories, a love once embossed.

Snowflakes fall, like tears from above,

Winter's loneliness, a mournful glove.