Winter

The world can turn,

And the sun will still burn.

All the oceans can freeze,

and the snow can wither our bones,

Down to our knees.

But its okay.

We can layer up,

and bundle up till the chill rolls off our teeth.

I guess my ship is still sinking,

and my flags still at half mass. 

But i'm  still counting down the seconds,

until i can forgive this past.