A little poem
Now that winter falls
The temperature drops below zero
A little poem
Now that the winter is all
I can see loud and clear, outside
The moon collides
With a blinding sun
Run, little people
Run, folks, run!
The moon collides
In the sky so large
Panorama, devour us
Snap us like pictures
A little poem
Now that winter fell
There is no warmth here, so can this be hell?
A little poem
Now that winter failed
To disappear in day, and at last prevailed
Now the moon collides
With the blinding sun
And it slowly, fades, away
Now the moon has died
And the sun has won!
And in comes a brand new day
It rolls a bit slowly
Can't quite control
The warmth or the cold
Or make any half whole
It slurs a bit, trying
To make a statement
A little poem
Now that winter claimed
The lost, the found, I'm in his domain
A little poem
Now that winter flames
A fire, desire, to bright the strain
On the world we heard
It's screams inside
I think it needs to chill
Think it needs to hide
Behind the snow undercover
The winter came, and it is
Like no other
Memoric