A Year Without Summer - Peter Broderick

This has been

A year without summer

A year with laughter

A year without you

A year shook by winter winds

A year of December

A year to remember

The summers we knew

This has been

A year of the killing frost

A year of the wandering lost

A year of pain

A year of summer rain

Stand at that window

With no one beside you

Walk through dark mirrors

Down streets of fear

Feel the seed of despair

Grow as weeds high inside you

Blooming in darkness

Nourished by tears

This has been

A year of the locusts

Whirling their wings inside mind

And eating my soul

Laving my fields bare

Darkening my summr air