Who dares disturb our quiet sleep?
With observation dark and deep,
looking around our peaceful plane
wondering about a friendly keep.

A little horse so very plain
Struggles under a chilly strain
Looking back at the driver’s eye
Ready to run the path again

Quietly the snow does fly
Coating the land in pearly white
A silent night without a peep
Leaving the stranger filled with fright

Be gone intruder, flee this deep
Upon your horse to make the leap
For we are cold and want to sleep
…for we are cold, and want to sleep