oh you, old man winter, you have peeled off all my layered clothing
your frozen fingers caress my skin, with a blowing wind and a grin
you must enjoy the tears you cause me, as they freeze upon my cheek
and you chuckle as you watch me shiver the fluids from my nose
each muscle seems to shrink, with the thining of my blood
my veins labor to keep up the flow, trying to reach my tingling toes
but I have danced with you for many years, and I know your steps
and I will wait you out until the fair maiden of spring arrives