The warmth of Mother Nature’s hug Has turned to Jack Frost’s frosty breath
I hang on for dear life My family vanished My friends no more The arctic winds chill my body Making my once attractive jade skin Now an unsettling brown My arms they drain For I cannot hold on much longer The last of my kind I want to set an example I want to be the hero But I can’t My mind has ripened I have let my people down But it is time As I fall I will remember the pleasant times When I was not alone But I am alone The bitter steel ground is calling me