Flame Extinguished
Breezy, cold, snowy,
A perfect winter day.
Also a place where Phoenix keep away.
But once defiant Phoenix,
Comes within this winter sight,
Just like a place from a Phoenix nightmare fright.
Snow pelts down upon its fiery wings,
But it keeps flying, through pain, through stings.
In time its wings grow heavy,
Putting out its light.
The Phoenix dies slowly, falling out of sight.
This is the end of its treacherous flight.