The Summer of the Winter Sky

It was time for the leaves to fall, The fields to turn white, The birds to leave for faraway lands- And the long cold lonely nights. Seemed like for eternity She hadn’t had a smile - Frozen was the world around Lonely she walked for miles. Dead were the blossoms in her garden, And love was about to die- And yet she prayed to her unseen friend - For the summer of the winter sky! Not a song was heard at dawn, Only the echo of the wind- In the misty field of corn Not a farmer was seen! A wait so long, so painful to bear Left alone with no one so near She was lost in her own reverie- With tears in her dreamy eyes. And she prayed as her heart cried- Longing for the summer of the winter sky. No one knows who heard her prayer Lost amidst the silence And yet an early morning bud Blossomed in her garden! Suddenly a little sparrow was seen High on the branch of the willow tree Singing a song as if to welcome- Amidst the grey sky, a sun so warm. And love then again knocked her door Promising a life like never before- And like a happy child she opened her eyes For it was summer for the winter sky!