A time of snow and ice the coldest time of year,
When we all build snowmen and enjoy the Christmas cheer.
The children are waiting for Santa with many a present,
Why, the sight of this must be heaven sent.
The log fires burning bright in homes throughout the land,
The family sits around with father warming his hand.
Outside the homeless are cold all they do is frown,
We see this happening all around in nearly every town.
The trees are bare the grass has withered away,
Where are all the colours will they come back, someday.
We never know what we want the heat or the cold,
Then one day we realize but then we are too old.
A time for paying visits to the whole family,
How nice to see them all smiling all so happily.
An early morning walk in the cool air,
The scenery so pretty who has a care.
We stand and listen to the carols in the street,
Watch the people sliding around on their feet.
All the children walking round dressed in hat and glove,
What a lovely time of year this season of love.
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