She sits like winter
Cold, defensive, alone
Sometimes she catches
glimpses of spring
full of promise
so unlike her.
She is stuck in winter
without a friend to call he own
Once she returned to autumn
And noticed all that had changed
The beginning of frost
settling on leaves
was not enough
She needed raw, bitter ice.
Somewhere she could find her peace
She settled in winter
Never got as far as summer
with its distant, glaring sun
and warm evening gatherings
winter was for her
And now she couldn't find
Her way out
She didn't have enough strengh
to shovel through the drifts
to reach the promise of heat
Sacrificing herself to the snow
She was where she belonged.