Within our rememberance of humman time, these two season are the oposing roles in wich you have shown us here. we normally see spring has a time for joy and play, not pain and longing, and winter is usaully very somber and quiet. I absolutly love this poem, its beautiful. You are an amazing poet, and you show your best in work like this. Keep up the poetry, keep up the good work
Symbolic sprang to mind when I was reading this poem perhaps because I am at that age when I am in the winter of my life.
Though this poem did not make me feel cold though as you get older the to many people that you have love depart you.
Like Twisted and Ingid the last verse does ring true
longs for Winter's kiss,
When snow shall mask
her saddest memory