Winter, O Winter,
What have you to say for yourself?
At first snowfall we greeted you with delight,
Delight that fades as your cold
Having outstayed your welcome this year,
Taken your power a little too seriously,
fruit in summer will be hard to find.
And yet you shine on me today,
Sparkle your glitter at me,
As if to say
You haven’t played yet.
I’m not leaving until you come.