How Winter Goes

How Winter Goes David J Walker This is how the winter goes North wind blows Runny nose Nothing grows Highs are lows While The old folks Endlessly double-bundle fighting off the cold swearing next winter will be different Spent in Miami Spent in bundles in The jungles of a Florida swamp Calling my sister Asking her to text me Mothers Recipe For Sweet Cornbread Mother would except she’s dead Tonight we will have A hot bowl Of beef stew and Celebrate her Life She would have been 102 This is how the winter goes No one knows Where time goes Once and done the setting sun in early afternoon