when I look out to see
the sun shining back at me
Snow covers the ground
and no ones wearing a frown
It's winter time you bet
winter blues no not yet
As I reach for a pen and write
while the day is still bright
thoughts that come to me
with no little company
Birds singing without a care
the tree branches totally bare
I put on my favourite tunes
and dream about a day in June
When is cold outside no more
and over head clouds sore
So take me back to the sun
can laugh and have some fun!
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