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A different kind of war
The ice sneaks in
during the middle of the night
silently waiting to
eliminate all traces of life
Winter sent the ice
as a bitter-sweet gift
it was a Trojan horse
for their on-going war
The war on weather
a war that is separating their family
Father Time and Mother Nature
their children Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn
And the war will continue
for all of time
for control over the world
and the way the days feel
Because of disagreement
and failure to compromise
the family splits up
a jagged line between the sides
And so the ice slips in because
it is the winter's frozen assassin