The Cycle of Time

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I had to write a poem for a classical worlds competition, so I started today. I came up with this, and figured I would post it here, despite it not really being fanfiction.

Every morning, Eos raises her rosy red fingers,

Every day, Hemera brings light to the world,

Every night, Nyx spreads her blanket of darkness,

They scatter the mists of each other.

The Cycle of Time is turned by Chronos.

As Khione is swept away by the gentle, warm breeze,

Zephyros awakens the flowers with ease.

He initiates the return of the birds of the sky,

And Persephone returns to the world of light.

The Cycle of Time is turned by Chronos.

Aurai swish the budding leaves green,

Notus blows by, giving plants a bright sheen.

Thunderstorms galore, Zeus becomes upset,

Posiedon aids his brother, making things wet.

The Cycle of Time is turned by Chronos.

Autumn arrives, the leaves turn gold,

Demeter raises crops from the field.

She swirls through the air, wheat and grain,

Loyal farmers, they have much to gain.

The Cycle of Time is turned by Chronos.

A bitter frost begins to grip the land,

Boreas rules with an iron hand.

Khione returns, showering down snow,

Persephone returns to the land below.

The Cycle of Time is turned by Chronos.

Time passes, and seasons adjust,

Chronos runs time, for that is a must.

Above the will of the gods, he is,

For time is an unstoppable force.

The Cycle of Time remains, as is.