South East wind blows hard today
Trees bend their limbs and frenzy

Cold rain thuds upon the window
Helpless slaves the droplets obey

Beginning  the end of Winter
I hear the harsh billows say

The Winter seems less cold this year
Not as long and dreadful

But when the northern cold appears
My bone ache for younger years
to jump and run so wonderful

But Winter still has time to wear
Away and make this seems so dreadful