Frost kidnapped Sun,

taking her away to a faraway cave

—she can never escape.

Trees, flowers, vines,

anything with green cried,

but they couldn't free her

bound in an ancient spell to Earth,

they couldn't leave.

Frost brought Winter,

a moaning maiden captured

in the cage of his heart.

She will do his bidding,

and weep later in sorrow

at the destruction he made her cause.

Trees, flowers, vines,

anything with green cried,

but they still forgave her

and grew stronger against her each year,

until one of them died.

Winter begged Frost to let Sun free,

but he refused her pleas and laughed,

"The Earth is mine.

The death of one of them,

is not my problem."

Each death of green broke Winter,

she cried, and cried, and begged

but Frost wouldn't listen,

and only captured Sun could defeat him.

"Enough is enough," Winter picked herself up.

Leaving Frost's side,

she went to the cave to see Sun.

Sun stood proud with her head held high.

"No Frost will ever break me."

Admiring her strength,

Winter set her free.

On the back of her mare,

Apollo, she rode to Frost,

he cowered at her power,

begging forgiveness.

But Sun would hear none of it.

The moment her rays touched the soil,

defeating Frost and his men,

all the land rejoiced

and Sun promised to never let this happen

ever again.

But this joy lasted only briefly

for the year was reset

and everyone, everything,

forgot the battle,

forgot Winter's courage,

Sun's strength,

and Frost's cowardice.

Each year is repeated,

in the exact same way but,

none will remember

except the birds migrating

with this story coloring their feathers,

and giving them a song of Spring.

They are the only ones

that know about the promise of Sun.

So, each year, they believe in her.

And return home again, and again.