A Warm Plague

The wind dances around me,

as I watch the sun melt into the sea.

The colors melting together in a blur.

Dusk is approaching as the stars begin to stir.

Winters icy hug is distant as it leaves,

As spring starts to deceive-

The land with its chilly warmth.

Summer will soon plague the north-

as the days stretch on,

and the snow starts to melt until its gone.