Songbird's Song

My mind freezes as a birdbath on a chill winter night, It cracks like glass, soon dissolves in sun-drenching midday light. A thought of my winter parting completely clouds my sight, Like morning-frosted window's veil gives an obstructed view, I can't hear songbirds in winter or feel me without you. Freezing wind blows mournfully through our lives without regard for time lost, love's tender touch or beatings of one's heart. Cold and chill of midwinter render leaving slow to start. Anguished hearts as whipping snow color life hard to see. Songbirds fly late fall, winter will be time to die for me. I can feel a snow before it falls. I smell it as in a breeze. I know the North wind blows after a turning of loose leaves. Like slow leaving of songbirds, a tossing of dead weeds, I sense well signs of winter; she seeks her strength this year. When snow is gone, flowers bloom, please shed for me a tear. Place my grave atop our hill on a shaded plot of ground. Do not cry for me my dear until springtime rolls around. Songbirds will sing me hymns as springs sweetest sound. A fortunate man I have been to have loved you for so long, Remember, I still love you as you hear a songbird's song.