Hibernation:

My house is my shield

It protects me from outside world danger

Like my cave that I spend my endless hibernation in

My winter sleep lasts much longer than a bear's does

I am always awake, just not fully there

I am detached from other people

Always in my house, shielded from the war zone beyond me

Spring:

As I slowly start waking up from my sleep

I become less distant

I put my shield down

I've slept through the war

The flowers are blooming

Spring has finally come. . .