(Winter Song)
This cold is touching me and I'm liking it
It hugs me real tight and I'm loving it
Now it's biting me real hard
From my foot up to my face
I wanted to let go but it won't
Though it really hurts, I won't mind
Cry? Never!
(c) 2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem