In the winter, as everything dies,
A child is born.
In the winter, as everything ceases,
A child grows.
In the winter, as everything changes,
His challenges stay the same.
A mother bolts like the fall and leaves him cold like the breathe of frost.
He is alone.
A father dies like the warmth of days gone by,
Taking with him, every hope the boy has.
But, he knows the spring will come soon.