Winter means a lot to me,
I was born in winter,
My mother died in winter,
My brother was lost in winter.

Winter means so much to me,
It bears my happiest moments,
It holds my most unbearable times,
It’s always there when I look around.

Winter means the world to me,
It was then I danced my first ball,
It was then I touched the first snow,
It was then I could meet my best friend.

Winter is all I have left,
It took away my everything,
It gives to me so many things,
It looks to me like an angel with wings.

Winter,
I love it,
I hate it.

My memory of it when spring is flowering,
Will fade away just like a dream.


=yuu kaito=
February 2006

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