Winter's Love
When within cold Winter’s eye,
I peered amidst the snow;
And there I saw a passerby,
Wrapped in the sparkling show.
But upon a closer look,
I saw that there were two;
Their shining smiles never shook
The beautiful sight of love first new.
The girl, she laughed,
And the boy, he took her hand;
And there she twirled-
The sight, it was so grand.
The ring on her finger glistened,
And smiling, for their laughs I listened.
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