Moisty-mist on the sill, The morning has come There's no light still. The winters are here And I... feel the chill.
My breath is warm, The air around cold Dry season's balm Makes me feel old. I wish, I could, I will. But I... feel the chill.
Body tight in blanket, Eyes peeping around. I look, I try, I fumble Without making a sound. The world's silently working As if they took some pill But me, I am struggling! The task's too uphill. So, I close my eyes and slumber Coz I...feel the chill!