Winter is coming

The days become cooler as daylight lessens.
The splendor of fall is just around the corner.
Reds and golds so vibrant against the sky.
It is a bittersweet time for me.
I know winter will soon be here.
Very soon the snows will fall.
The bitter cold winds will sweep across the land.
Already sadness is creeping into me.
I feel the weight of it beginning to press down.
Winter is not my season and I resent its intrusion.
I resent it even more so in this place of bitter cold.
It is an unwelcome guest, one that stays for months.
Just when you think it will leave, it continues to stay.
Winter is coming with its dark dreary days.
As much as I try not to, I will reflect the winter.
But amid that dreariness is a flicker of light
I will weather the season with mixed emotions
And hold out hope that once again spring will come.