Beneath A Winter's Snow

about the passing of seasons and lovers

Beneath A Winter's Snow

The air is sweet with smells of spring,
gentle breezes oh! so fair.
When time was long and we were one;
golden sun rays in your hair.

Days of summer were forever,
they never seemed to end,
all our dreams were full of hope
and youth was still our friend.

Then, as the autumn leaves did fall,
frost white upon the lawn,
memories came to warm our souls
in the cold before the dawn.

The winter snows and winds will come,
you and I will always know
that all our seasons are still there;
beneath a winter's snow.

T.L.Finch