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