Seasons Gratings.

Deftly winter heeds my words
and laughs at autumn, how absurd!
When natures drowning cry
for help
is silenced in the glow.
The inner light of falling snow
and the silence falls on everyman.

Snowmen weep real tears.

The silence breaks when lambs complain
that winter overstayed it's term.
And spring, the temptress
yonder waits
more than ready to re-create,
as winter swishes off, like a
Grey Mares tail.