I’M WAITING FOR WINTER

TO COME AND WARM MY BONES

THE DEEP THE CRISP THE EVEN

THE EFFERVESCENT COALS

I’M WAITING FOR THE WINTER

TO TAKE CARE OF THE GERMS

TO CAST THE WEAK ASUNDER

AND SEND THEM TO THE WORMS

I’M WAITING FOR THE WINTER

TO SIT AND GAZE THE FIRE

A BLANKET FOR MY COMFORT

AS I GLANCE ACROSS THE SPIRE

I’M WAITING FOR THE WINTER

AND ALL THAT HE WILL BRING

AND IF LUCK BESTOWS HIS GLORY

I’LL NOT BE HERE IN SPRING_