Alas, the dreaded winter wind
stale and bitter to the taste
she blew in disposition
her breath dispersed in white
as the key of G rang through
unappealing at the onset
winter's song commenced
spirits begins to perish
enveloped in her frost
howling out in utter agony
our crisp, frigid hearts
yearning to be thawed only
at the palm of spring's sweet song
winter's envy hastily erupts
wrapping the world in her arctic grasp
the song of winter will prevail