Woodsmoke in the Wind

My long-lost winter is here Even if it has not snowed, For by and by, woodsmoke is near Drifting slow across the road A most distinctive scent It carries to the nose, Up, up a chimney vent Where a fireplace glows Quite pleasant, yet strong This scent I do remember, Though it lasts not long From many a dying ember The season's sure sign Where a chill has set in, Warms their heart and mine So let another winter begin Woodsmoke in the wind Just here and gone that day, Passed the weathervane spinned Up north near my way.