Said Wynter to the seasons
Let me go
And grace the world
With soft and lustrous snow

But seasons laugh
Cold magic is long spent
And heat's thick monotone
Shall not relent

And so wept Wynter
Icy tears of woe
But frozen tears are useless
Without snow

So once again
Sad Wynter spoke her plea
And once again
Harsh seasons failed to see

Transparent beauty
Faith is found in cold
But cold is fleeting
And long love soon grows old

When faith is lost
All cold must cease to be
And heat shall bring
It's wave of tyranny

But seasons welcome heat
With blinded eye
And do sit idle
As mournful Wynter dies