Winter Sunrise

Winter Sunrise.

Cold, cold. So bitter, bitter, cold.

The watery sun peeps coyly through the mist

Black skeletal trees reflected in the snow

Dance madly to the moaning of the wind

Bending the leafless branches to and fro’

Flurries of snow precede a heavy fall

Coating in pristine white the fields and wold

And leaden skies turn daytime into night

Cold, cold. So bitter, bitter, cold.

Cold so intense it freezes to the bone.

Cold so intense it numbs the addled brain

Cold so intense, it makes the spirit groan

Cold so intense Will you be warm again?

Cold so intense it makes the young feel old

Cold, cold. So bitter, bitter, cold.