When Winter Goes

Winter's bridal veil of white Stubbornly persist. Snow blossoms linger sadly, Heads drooping. The sun in glowing splendor, Laughs at winter's folly; Spills her warmth to set aside Winter's chill, whose frozen tears Course slowly down My windowpane. I press my nose Against the mixture Of cold and sunbeams. It's the changing of the guard; I watch winter go. Cynthia