A Winter's Morning

Every day as we wake up

With the tone of the lovely birds

It's a morning, not just any morning

But a morning full of snow

I go to the backyard to see the place

It's covered with mist and fog

There comes running Mr. Harry my dog

Everything's perfect when winter's set...

Now off I go trailing along with snow

At my work, I call people all-day

Then back home, as I lay in my cozy bed

Everything's fine when winter's here...