OLD MAN WINTER

Old Man Winter

Is due to call again

I can hardly wait to hear

The rhythm of the rain



The thunder and the lightning

And the candles' lovely glow

The beautiful, silent wonder

Of the freshly fallen snow



Christmas carols, blinking lights,

The crispness in the air

Rosy cheeks, and sparkling eyes,

and snowmen everywhere



Logs burning in the fireplace

Give warmth and atmosphere

The candles' dancing flicker

Bring a feeling of good cheer



Egg-nog and hot chocolate

While we decorate the tree

This year is extra special

'Cause you are here with me!

BY JANEANE BOLTON @ 2002
JaneaneBolton@sbcglobal.net