the femininity of winter (talking to the sun)

she found herself resting more often on her journey. epidemie of femininity could not understand why the snow had left her.
she loved it so, it hid all the imperfection of her world it made things brighter. she pleaded with sun to float higher in the sky. the sun chose not to listen and instead shined brighter, closer warming the earth beneath her feet. he explained to her that underneath the soil was living things that waited patiently and are eager to show there little heads. she asked the sun "tell me more" he explained that he was responsible for all these young things that he could not let them down it was what he lived for. she understood and from that moment she started to look at things in whole new way but poor little femininity was afraid to take a step and hurt the suns work...