Winter is here, the mornings are cold
When at school, I do as I’m told,
Winter is here, with dew on the grass,
When I’m on holidays, they can kiss my *!

Winter is here, nights come with a chill,
To get out of bed, takes all of my will,
I can’t see this bird, but hates it’s trill.
To think, what does the day bring, gives me a thrill

Summer will come, soon, I pray
With things to warm up along the way,
I hear the birds sing, I see them play,
It’s a gift, to life and love each day!

- Darrin