Frosted windowpanes, lyrics I thought I’d never see

The highway traffic stilled, finally.

Mountains give their breath of life

Wind cuts through, each gust a knife.

Buttoned coats, knit hats and gloves

Every tree full of winged doves.

Colors muted by a layer of white 

Class was cancelled overnight

As the lake ripples onto frozen shores

Snowmen walk the street and knock on my door

My friends call up, come out and play

 

I can’t I’m sick.