Winter's Elegy

Peerless and unrivaled, you are the greatest of them all Lo, how denigrated to some you have become What misfortune to be labeled as frigid and bitter. The beauty of your pureness sleek with sleet and reflected by daggers of sickle can turn any ice-cold heart warm like the fire your presence invites. We handle fragile things with care because of their delicate nature. The stillness and soft sound of the snow falling in the somewhat sad season Only, it is sad because it is the shortest of them all. To see you go is to look upon the face of Persephone approaching her repeated doom...