Patience

As summers go,
    so do springs..
yet winter's all swathed
    and wrapped...warm.
It stays,and calls to welcome
    the drifts that envelope,
        in one fall, these walls.
Four on a side,
    three months and counting
in silence some pass unheard,
    hunger mounting.
Seasons of change, they say.
But what of winter,
that frozen flaw,
waiting on the sun?
and so...we draw on.