The Soft Feel of Snowflakes

In winter I miss the soft feel of snowflakes, not the frosted and leaf-covered meadows; and while green jays listen to the ravens' crow, the angry wind whips trees with its hard blow! I feel sympathy for the lonely woodpeckers; in winter I miss the feel of soft snowflakes... how frightened is the tiny shivering lizard that tries to shield himself from the cold! The red-tailed blackbirds aren't too happy, they soar into a sky so empty and gloomy; in winter I miss the soft feel of snowflakes... more than the smell of roasted chestnuts! I like to see snow fall, giggling under a hat; if none falls, think how depressed I will get! Come snow, I am ready to get my kicks! In winter I miss the soft feel of snowflakes!