THIS NIGHT
I cannot see the moon tonight, but stars sit on my window pane
For Jack has brought his frost tonight and the winds of Thor, at force again
And with his mighty chilling breath, strikes the beggars in the street
And howls his sarcastic laugh when moves the ground beneath their feet
That tremble o’er the freezing snow so deep it buries hedge and fence
No shelter for their brittle bones, their agony immense
And I beside the embers glowing, sit, clad in warmth and cheerfulness
But my heart it walks the cold night streets searching for the weak and homeless.