Somberly December comes again
Leaving the sweetness of Autumn
(Outstretch to warm itself in sunlight)
Weakened by the Winter’s frigid might.
Listless snow descends upon the leaves,
Yawning as it lays down to sleep
For snow grows faint from faintly falling
And there’s more of the Winter calling.
Dreaming snow, whose sleep is deep (so deep)
Encases Autumn while Summer grieves
And the days are lost in the night
(While the Winter’s snow entraps the light)
And Summer longs for sweet, gold Autumn
Yet solemnly December comes again.