Winter Poem To Lost

Let the wind blow blow to the ocean deep now, for its time to go and go to the dark winter's brow. Broken promises gone by all the dreams turned away, dark is now the winter sky as breeze on windows play. Never ending times flow on gently falling clocks beat, as the days to night go with their magic and treat. Life is all a merry-go-round in its time of never ending, all treasures in summer found now into coldness blending. Let the wind blow blow to the north now calling, warm moments on the go as winter is on brawling. Remember gone summer day and color glows to embrace, all the earth is now gray in its low light and ways. Let the winter blow blow For now, is outside dark, Minutes to the hours flow That once in light did spark.