Winter,
beauty and pain.
every and each snowflake,
unique and different.
But cruelly bound to melt,
and destroy.

Cold,
Life blood of the snow.
Without, the life of winter would be gone.
But with, comes destruction.
Making all life run away,
or burrow underground.

Frost,
Forming on windows.
The crystals that bring imagination,
to childrens’ minds.
But a symbol, it contains,
that the bitterness of the cold,
slowly seeps through the walls,
Taking over the house.

Winter
For all of its destruction,
Becomes the birthplace of new.
For all it does, spring shall come,
and bring warmth.
and destroy the winter.