Hello, Winter!

Hello, Winter!
What took thee so long?
I pray all’s well,
Come sit along
Tell us of the pains
Thou carried all along
Since yesteryear
And the years long gone

The memories fade not
The nightmares linger on
Did the days not grow dark,
Nor the shadows grew long?
Tell me now, Winter!
Am I so wrong?

Come, O’ Winter!
Pour thy rain
Wash me clean
And carry my pain
For I’m not certain
If I will meet thee, Winter,
When thou dost visit, again.

— Muhammad Hashim