The King of winter

By: Tavainya Smith

He is the one that everyone should know,

Concerned with ice and snow;

He determines the direction in which winter

winds blow.

He is the one who makes sure nothing grows

He makes sure everyone knows

He makes the snow

Fall from gray clouds

Floating left and right, making patterns

in the blue.

He brings a chill through blue blood;

He brings on an icy flood.

He enjoys the cool night

The sky,

Content not to be a flashy blue

He stares at you in the dead of night;

Waking you up with a fright

It is winter, as quick as it comes

It wraps us up in its cocoon

Of death and rebirth.

It is long, bitter, and filled with

hurt.

He who is welcome and always stays

Never leaves with a smile on his face.

He says as he loosens his hold

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved.”

He leaves behind tears from above.

Spring is awakened

As winter is taken

Away from this world

Waiting to be needed.

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