Winter Woes
In the house
Nothing to do
It's cold outside.
Skies are not blue.
Where is the sun?
Where are my friends?
Haven't seen either
Since I don't know when.
I sure hate Winter
So cold and so dreary.
Don't have to do nothin'
To feel just plain weary.
Wait just a minute.
What's that I hear?
I'll look out the window
and see who is here.
My friends are outside,
they're playing in snow.
I love Winter now,
I really must go.
Copyright © Frances Thompson | Year Posted 2006
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