Crater of Seasons'

Snowfall-lights hid beneath the fog,
A reverie of my night’s guard.
Of dreams warm & the windows shut jarred,
Sunny rays with their fused warmth.
Of a conspire to stall me against all mundane task,
Prayers muffled, I see the words fall,
Of jingles & bonfire’s, the ring of my thoughts.
My winter rakes of September fall,
A lingering smile that outlasts,
Transposed nights on day’s fall.
Easy getaway, I am an outcast,
Come winter’s I garner it’s halt.