Winter 5
Days run into night
Into days into night
Into days into night
Into days into night.
Gradually, the snow declines
Melting away into water as cold as ice
And the winds grow warmer
And one odd evening, the girl spots a flower
About to bloom and hears a bird singing
And that night the moon gleamed
Bright and though it was beautiful,
The girl thought it an ominous sign.
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And the next day, father collapses
In the kitchen while flipping pancakes
And mother screams
And the girl stops playing.
Everything comes to a still
The father's heart, the music
The women in the room
But outside, the flower finally blooms.
Encouraged by the sun rays
Which have finally appeared again
After years behind cloudy grey bars, it shines.
After years of snow and ice.
Warmth has returned
And spring has come.
The blank sheet will soon be full
Of greens and yellows and reds and blues.
Had childhood ended?
Will adulthood begin?
Who knows? Life is nigh!
Spring has come and her days are short...
©Loi
