At the end of the season of rainbow
Deep under snow, each step will show
Under white frost, there lies my heart
It’s the beginning of a new start.
Cold does my heart feel, senses are numb
Spirits revived, heart beating like a drum.
The fire in me will melt the frost
I’ll find my heart where it was lost.
Pooky’s Prompt: Write a poem which contains exactly 60 words http://pookypoetry.wordpress.com/2014/06/29/poetry-prompt-60-sixty/