The thousands of memories surpass like a winter’s day
A childhood of wonderful times, swept before my eyes
Those days were so special, not a single word could say.
The snow-glazed trees that will weep through time
Tomorrow, as predictable as a formation of an icicle
To ever forget those winter scenes would remain a crime,
As the first snow lands, it leaves the world hidden,
As every child rushes outdoors to search and play
Till they find themselves nearing frost-bitten;
Then return indoors, get warm, and let their clothes dry,
Through the home’s frosty window
Lifeless trees shiver, and wind whistles across the night’s sky,
Towns made up of snow, spending the days with friends,
Each year progresses as a timeless classic,
That will forever continue till a different season ends,
Throughout the winter, each season continues in lust
As it lunges through its final days,
The very last amounts of snow disappear to dust.
Each winter leaves as quickly as it had came,
As simple as a flurry of snowflakes,
Those reminiscent winter days return the same
Beware of messed up flow, cause the crazy bitch made me do it that way...