The winter cold,
Is when you're expecting to cry,
For me it's a moment of peace.

For this winter cold,
Felt amongst my warm silk coat,
Leaves me with a heart that's pleased.

During a winter cold,
It's a freezing moment left to cease,
It brings me joy and sometimes pleas.

Crunching snow in this cold,
I'm left paralyzed by a cut so clean,
For this winter snow takes me home to a place where I'll soon be praised.