Winter woes

I give up my vanity.

I give up everything that makes me, me

I give up my life, almost

I give up my dreams

I give up my virtues



I will bloom back to life

I will conquer my dreams

I will hold fast to my virtues

I would have survived the thaw,

I would live on and see many more springs.



The trees look so good at start of autumn and so inspirational. Had to do this.