12-19-2019, 03:50 PM
Such a stately day
All over the ground the snow lay
Winds whip powdery ice into the fray
Stay close to me by the fire
Pray that we could be together
May misfortunate never befall this beauty
Along the roof edges lie icicles
Down the gutters the slush trickles
Wind strikes the air with its bitter sickle
Fickle we were till we first met
Pickled in mired stagnancy and complacency
Tickles of the nose in playful revelry befall us now
Though the weather outside is cold
And the clock on the wall says our romance is old
We simply refuse to follow the mold
Bold, may we both be
Behold, a romance anew has blossomed
Rolled into each other’s gentle caress
All over the ground the snow lay
Winds whip powdery ice into the fray
Stay close to me by the fire
Pray that we could be together
May misfortunate never befall this beauty
Along the roof edges lie icicles
Down the gutters the slush trickles
Wind strikes the air with its bitter sickle
Fickle we were till we first met
Pickled in mired stagnancy and complacency
Tickles of the nose in playful revelry befall us now
Though the weather outside is cold
And the clock on the wall says our romance is old
We simply refuse to follow the mold
Bold, may we both be
Behold, a romance anew has blossomed
Rolled into each other’s gentle caress