Winter wears his warmest coat
     That’s made of frost and snow.
Today he’s biting children’s hands
     And making faces glow.

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Today he’s freezing streams and ponds
     And frosting roofs and trees,
And as he works, you’ll hear his voice
     Upon the blustery breeze.

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Winter teases you and me
     By pinching hands and feet
And look at all the things he’s done
     In countryside and street.

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The path is covered deep with snow
     With lots more on the hill
And wintry winds blow hard and fast
     And add to winter’s chill.

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The children may come out to play
      Upon this wintry day,
But - they’re waiting for the spring to come
      So winter, go away!

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