Winter’s Eve

Birds are singing their song
Leaves are in the air
I haven't gone outside in so long
I just couldn't help but stare

A bird's nest above my head
Rested on an eastern white pine
I'm so glad I got out of bed
This moment is oh so fine

Winter may come in strong
As powerful as a bear
Yet running away feels wrong
For this beauty is oh so rare

When the cold turns my cheeks red
I recognize that dismal sign
It's time to venture on ahead
And blow a kiss to the place I call mine