Lady Winter

This is just a poem that I wrote for school and I thought that I'd share because I haven't done any 'good' blogging lately. So just tell me what you think. I know that's a little weridish.

Lady Winter

Lady Winter sits on her throne in the ice palace hall.

Her hair is like the dove’s feathers.

Her eyes like deep dark pools.

Her skin is as white as snow.

Her dress folds out before her like water is of a brilliant blue.

The staff that lies at her side is topped with a jewel outshines that stars.

The white tigers that sit at her side are quietly looking at each other ready to pouch at anyone who is unwelcome.

The snowy owls that sit on the windowsills look up at the moon in reverence.

A single, white rose in the center of a banner flutters in a dance with the night’s dancers.

The cold wind blows in, slightly shaking slightly the ice daggers that drip off of the monuments.

The lone wolf sings it song to the moon for everyone to hear.

Lady Winter listens, deep in thought.