The Joy of Winter
Crackling fire
Falling flakes
What a pretty scene this makes
Leaves are rustling on the ground
Nothing nearby makes a sound
Lighted candles on the hearth
People that are full of joy and mirth
Pets are resting safe inside
From the storm they're trying to hide
While the wind is howling by
And there's turmoil in the sky
We must stay in our retreat
Heads on winter, we will meet
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