In Winter's Cold

As blizzards rage through all the night, And morning skies do come to light; I see the pale of blues and greys, Reflecting through all memory's haze. And o'er the miles that we're apart, Your warmth gives direction to my heart; For I do brave the driven snows, Against all bitter winter's cold. Your love does pave a lighted path, To guide me from this frozen grasp; And though storm squalls twist 'n' scream, Your heart shines through like laser-beams. I'll travel high, I'll travel low, I'll trudge through winter's deepest snows; And when I come I'll bear a gift, My love to make your spirit lift.