March 22, 2026
when the winter started i was not ready nor did i know it would be the longest season and the hardest and the coldest and nobody cared to warn me
when the winter started my voice became even quieter no matter how much i screamed and nobody could be reached
when the winter started i was naked on the floor but the floor was long gone and nobody came to warm me
when the winter started i had already lost everything things i didn’t even know i had and nobody paid for the damage
when the winter was finally over i still didn’t know how why who i still held a muted cry i still waited for him
but spring brought the news and the flowers and the fruits and the soul and the promises and the reasons and the hope and the friends and the home and the colors and the flavors
and then, i once again remembered the winter could never have killed me ‘cause i am and always will be the sun