Trudging through the snow
On a chilly winter's day,
Through the yard I go,
Stumbling all the way!
Trying in vain to find
A level path to tread,
Everytime I think I'm fine....
Plunging deep in snow instead!
CHORUS:
O Wintertime! It's so fine...
But oh! It is so cold!
All the water that comes down
Is slipp'ry ice or snow!
O Wintertime...is it fine?
Certainly 'tis cold!
Beats the heat of summetime
I thought, but I don't know.....
I can hardly wait 'til Spring,
Tho' I've two months yet to go,
Ere my fingers do not freeze
When hanging out the clothes!
The dexterity I'll have,
And soft, UNfrozen clothes....
When hanging with UNmittened hands
And warmth instead of cold!
(CHORUS)
Yet I should not thus complain,
And there are some things I like:
...The thickly falling flakes,
And stillness, and bright white,
The crunching underfoot,
And dangling icicles,
The frosted world surrounding,
Sparkling diamonds in the snow!!!
(CHORUS)
18JAN09
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Author:
Chic George (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's a bit of a walk to the clothesline to pin up the wet items to dry. Spring through Autumn it is so lovely; and while winter is pretty too, it is also pretty cold. 'Tis also the season for songs like Jingle Bells. And I like to take familiar tunes and put my own words to them. Hence this.....(I DO sing it...to the tune of Jingle Bells!)
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Comments1
This is a very sweet poem/song, I love it.
Wow. Thanks for commenting! This is the first time you have ever commented on any of my stupid submissions....thanks very much! (The poem is true, you know.) And I've been singing it today.....
I have read all your passions and words and never has your writings been stupid.
Beautiful, interesting, and caring is best to discribe you.
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