Winter

The trees are leafless, 

The flowers are dead, 

The white flakes of snow 

Cover my head.

Glistening in the sun, 

I remember a time

When this season was fun.

I'm blinded by beauty 

But shielded from the truth.

I glance up slightly 

As snow falls from the roof.

Lifeless and calm, 

As it may seem, 

Winter makes no promises

As the flakes just gleam.

Just when you think

The beauty is gone.

The snowflakes keep falling 

Like a never-ending song.