WINTER WINDS

Oh how the wind in sky of bitter cold
curls round the corners of our very souls
its chill makes trembling in our bones
we shiver in our boots from head to toe

For in the path of winter wind is borne
the frigid ice of country to the north
which rattles trees, shakes loose their leaves
whisks warmth away down deserted streets

Now listen to the wind, its ghostly howl
echos in our ears, its curse is foul
as bitter cold permeates our chests,
we seek shelter from these winter blasts

Winter winds are jealous of us, we conclude
where warmth is, they dare not intrude.