When Autumn Fades

by Arian the Shy

This is a poem I wrote about the long Narnian Winter. I posted it on TLC or The Lion's Call for those who don't know, then decided to publish it here. I'm sort of nervous about it, but will take any comments good or bad gladly. Thank you.

When Autumn fades and falls away
To land in withered Summer's grasp
When twisted branches loose their leaves
To swirling winds of seasons past

When deadly frost will stifle cries
Of every struggling thing that grows
And coat the land in shroud of white
And feed the growth of silence slow

When still with quiet is the world
And gently flakes begin to fall
First small and slow but larger come
To answer their unspoken call

When Winter turns from mild and meek
And sharply bears its teeth of ice
And scorns the time when it was weak
And some had dared to call it 'nice'

When turn our hearts to hope of Spring
And when it seems our hope's in vain
For not a leaf or bud is seen
And clouds bring snow instead of rain

Then we remember your great love
You fill our hearts with hope again
Hope for green leaves and for the sun
Hope that Winter will not remain