During winter, icicles hang on the roof and glisten.
The air is so cold everything seems to freeze.
I stop to hear the wind blow and listen
To the creaking of the branches on the trees.
As I wait in the cold, summer’s heat seems a gift,
Relieving the dull ache of winter snows.
The sunny warmth of long days give a lift
So that our happiness and our energy grows.
...~
The air is so cold everything seems to freeze.
I stop to hear the wind blow and listen
To the creaking of the branches on the trees.
As I wait in the cold, summer’s heat seems a gift,
Relieving the dull ache of winter snows.
The sunny warmth of long days give a lift
So that our happiness and our energy grows.
...~