When the winter comes I’ll be alive with life anyway

Though the leaves are dead and blown away

Trashed, thrown away from decay

All from the cycle of live and die

I love the winter days, they are cold but I don’t care

I look out my window and see the snow and stare

Can’t go out when it’s so cold and when the winds blare

All from the cycle of live and die

I dress a little warmer, long johns on my legs,

Warm socks and boots don my frozen pegs

Hat, scarf and mittens on my way to Meg’s

All from the cycle of live and die

This is God’s way, I don’t ask why

I’m blessed from the start from the beautiful sky

All in the blink of a watchful eye

All from the cycle of live and die