Winter

I dread the winter's coming on The trees without their dressings I fear the winter's dark, cold moan Long shadows without blessings Bare tree limbs are upward reaching Where the sunlight seems to fail I hear the sound of great owls screeching Trees look like witch”s fingernails I hate the cold that winter brings Dark, dank weather for each day It seems as if I'll never sing Or see again sun's lovely rays My body aches and hollow feels Furnace and fireplace are roaring on But to me they don't seem real No heat can reach into my bones Oh, winter will you last so long With dreary rain and colder mist Oh, how I wish that you were gone And Spring would put on me it's kiss