The Holidays are gone Deep in Winter we sit Time is dragging slowly We're really having fits
January, February, March Is snow really on It's way We'll have to sit inside Waiting patiently for May
Winter is a different time Peaceful, quiet, and serene Time to reflect on times past Wishing on Springtime dreams
Winter holds so much Time to rest our souls This is the time we sit and wait For the Springtime winds that blow
Written by: S. Matheson 1/4/2004 |