I recall such a freezing winter morn The sun erasing the stars in the skies With frozen flower buds all weak and worn Their snowy cloaks a glassy paradise
Back then the clouds felled shining bright white flakes That shattered on the ground in sparkling gleam And buried in the banks were garden snakes Encapsulated in their icy streams
When standing right beside me, there was you Warm breath creating soft clouds in the air Now tears drip from work done and left to do Your blood has dyed deep red the snow once fair
For back then there was life and hope and zen And deaths like yours reclaim those things again
We're writing sonnets in English and for some reason I made mine hella depressing and even though it's not very coherent I figured I'd share it with y'all anyway. The iams also don't line up as perfectly as they could, forgive me >♢<