Winter’s Tears

Winter cried
Winter weeped
For the people said
That they despised him
He is cold
His long
We cannot bear it any longer

Winter tried to be sweet
And tried to be short
Yet still the people complained
The road is covered in slush
And the children are cold
Why must we have Winter
Why can we not have Summer

So the people called out
To the Maker of all
Make it so that Winter is gone
Make it so that snow never comes
And the weather stays warm all year

Such was the clamoring
Such was the out cry
That Winter weeped and howled
Ice came in sheets
And snow fell by the yard

The people grew angry
And demand it be changed
So the Maker did as they asked
And forbade Winter to come again

With hurt and sorrow
Winter left, leaving a trail of ice and cold
The people rejoiced!
For Summer lasted longer
And the year was kinder

So the years went by
And the people sang
But little by little
Did things begin to change

Crops became weaker each year
And the trees began to whiter and die
Animals became deadlier
And killed more and more
As time went by

The people wondered
The people pondered
Why had the animals grown so terrible
Why were the trees dying
And the crops filling
Why had the river lost her depth

Should not the longer warmth
Be better for all
Surly they should rejoice and thrive
Yet the forrest decayed
And the rivers faded
The birds dwindled as they stayed
And the animals invaded new areas

Finally they asked the Maker
Why had their valley changed

With calm and patience
Did he explain

Winter gave the fields time to rest
Winter allowed the trees to sleep
And the animals their goodbyes

Winter took home those who were failing
And renewed the earth so she could sustain
The rivers ranked from the snow he gave
And the birds knew to leave at his breath

As Summer gives time for growth
And Spring time for birth
And Fall time for change
So does Winter give something in turn

Each season, though varied by place
Has a role to play

Summer grows but takes away from the soil
Spring births but demands tribute from land
Fall ends that whose story is closing
But Winter begins again all that is

So the people understood
That each season had a reason
Not all is good and to be welcomed
Nor it was to be a joy
But Winter was no less important
For the pain he brought

So the Maker called back Winter
And he came when he heard his name
His eyes grew most and his heart rent
At the suffering he saw
With his tears and his touch
Did snow, ice, and cold did come

Thus the land slept
And so the trees regained their strength
And the river regained her power
Though the people still complained
They understood at long last
The part he played


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