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Frost on the ground,
My breath in the air,
Ready yourselves,
Winter is near.


When will we welcome winter?

When will we welcome winter?

Today? Tomorrow? Towards the future?

Snow and sleet and slush shall shape

More months as the year grinds on.

Who has happiness in their heart

For frigid cold and frozen air?

For frost, freezing rain and fellow men

Warming themselves with cocoa and friendship.

Spring will come,

Sunlight will return,

Summer will be celebrated

And Autumn anticipated

And winter will wait,

Wait to be welcomed.