The Snow Queen

A tale told of the cold

The snow queen rides Through frozen divides Her breath a frosted breeze

Her gown of white Reflects the moonlight Enchanting all she sees

Beware the guise Held in her eyes She’ll chill you to the bone

You’ll become prey Her frozen display Then leave you all alone

Try to dismiss Her blustery kiss It’s meant to turn your blood blue

It’s her desire To become the fire That burns eternal in you

She craves the heat That makes your heartbeat Something she’ll never feel

Winter’s deep cold Is all she’ll behold So yours, she’ll try to steal

This is a war Which she’s fought before And win’s time and again

There’s no defense Her power’s immense Her trophy the lives of men

Beware the queen She’s wicked and mean Her soul’s as cold as she

Keep your heart warm You’ll weather the storm And spring, again, you’ll see

© Christine Graves 2020

Thank you Tree Langdon for giving me the courage to do this. I always have a hard time putting my poetry out there for the world.