Winter's Eternal Flame

In winter's grasp, where cold winds roam,

A silent flame, it calls us home.

Among the frost, where shadows play,

This ember brightens our dismay.

Through nights so long, and days so brief,

It warms the heart, dispels our grief.

An ardent glow in depths of snow,

Unyielding spark, where ice winds blow.

With each soft breath, it weaves its tale,

Of whispered love through winter's veil.

In moments shared by hearth and heart,

A bond that winter can't impart.

For though the nights may darkly gleam,

This flame holds fast, a constant dream.

And with its light, our spirits claim,

The warmth of winter's eternal flame.