Closer

Each day is one day
closer to the end
And each day is one day
closer to the beginning

Darkness eases, creeps slowly,
like the beginning of an early dawn
Spring prying winter's fingers
away from the frame of the world

One less day of cold,
snow, grey, darkness.
One day closer to warm,
life, sunshine, color.

And I hold my breath and then let it out,
trying to control my impatience
One minute, one hour, one day closer
to both an end and a beautiful beginning