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.