There are Others

Winter,lonely winter
are you looking for your bride?
did she leave you at the altar
tell me winter,did you hide?
Did they swoop upon your heart too?
did they tell you what was wrong?
warmthless winter.did you pretend
that you didn't know it,all along?
I hear they say you've cursed yourself
bereaved,of light and hope and dawn
and colour,and sweet melody
for an eternity to mourn
so breathe into us
your cold dead air
and chill us to the bone.
And put us to sleep,in your quiet misery
Winter,winter,you're not alone.

Written on a cold December day last year.