A change of seasons noticed as the cold winds arrive,
From my thoughts are visions of my life’s dreams, thoughts.
Winter brings me to a place of fantasy, a place wanted,
Love and happiness cry’s out for attention, weeping softly.
This dreamer of hopes and wishes brought to life, this life,
Always dreaming with a prayer that she lives, my dream.
Winter comes to us for but a windblown moment in time,
Snow covered mountains sleep in the cold, dark, night.
Leafless trees stand and wait for Spring to dress themselves,
Back in what was left behind, dropped on the ground.
I am who, I am a Winter dreamer here for a short time,
In a season of wishes and magical things Imagined.