Here comes that time of season

That always has a valid reason

Wrapping up in the cosy duvet

Similar to robbing the Goulet

 

Wearing those thick and warm socks

That feels like it is stuffed with rocks

Turning the heating on day and night

And watching the striking darkness, no light

 

Having warm drinks and soup

To avoid nasty aches and croup

Popping on the jacket and gloves

Pretending these are the things she loves

 

Wrapping gifts, eager to see friends

These habits of hers has no ends

Spreading laughter, love and joy

And avoiding all forms of decoy

 

‘Tis the season to be cheery

No need to feel so weary

Let the snow fall and enter

It is that beautiful season of Winter!