Winter Will Hold Sway Again Poem by Gabriel SimpsonLaw

Crystal shards of glass that gather, diamond bright upon the land
Prismy light the mist surrounding everything in winters hand
Hard the sunlight o’er the meadow, sharp the air that I must breathe
Now as love’s evaporating, with the morning mist it leaves

Winter will hold sway again, life forlorn, all colour lost
Memories of summer past painted out by wicked frost
But for a moment I’ll remember at the zenith of the sun
The warmth of August’s kiss upon me even though November’s come