Winterwarm

The wild geese have all flown south,
The hills are blanketed with snow -
Whisper your warmth across my mouth.

The woods breathe deep, and hold their breath.
The creeks and streams have ceased to flow,
The wild geese have all flown south.

I know a single winter truth
The hibernating creatures know -
Whisper your warmth across my mouth.

The trees stand tall and meet their death
While rabbits huddle close below.
The wild geese have all flown south.

You are the husband of my youth,
The only comfort that I seek now -
Whisper your warmth across my mouth.

The lake is fofrozen hard as truth,
The fish swim deep and sleep below.
The wild geese have all flown south,
Whisper your warmth across my mouth.