In white springs final icy fold

Pictures of life lie still and cold

Each crack in ice, fractures of time

Where childrens laughter once did chime

In solitude you will remain

Yearning beside the empty chain

Like whispers trapped in devious air

My echoes draw trails of despair

In last of winters knuckled grip

A marbled word you try to lip

I watch you in the icy lake

No struggled sound was there to make

Beneath the surface, darkness reign

As winters daughter numbs your pain

Your eyes beseech the sky above

No mercy comes, no saving dove

Yet there below, where shadows dance

You arm raised reaching for my hand

And as your bubbles weakly break

No cloud was seen, no branch did shake

In frozen grave, your spirit fades

Lost to the depths, where night pervades

And to the tune of your last breath

I'll dance with joy, I'll hum to death