All My World Has Turned To Winter

All my world has turned to winter.
Every flower is frosted white.
Spring winds blow cold.
The brooks are frozen.
Icy stars prick empty night.

The trees are black and leafless.
The doves have turned to crows.
What once was warm is lifeless.
Where once was love lie sorrows.

My friend is gone.
My friend is gone.
I am alone.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.