“Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,

At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,

When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,

And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.”

~ C.S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

Dear Winter.
Please meet your death. 
In all sincerity, 
Rachel