• As she creeped over the horizen .
    will she spread her wings and take flight,
    will she creep into the shadows in the dark,
    or will she just stay put and let it play infront of her.

    Will she make another frozen winter come,
    will she make another short day,
    will she, will she, spread her wings and fly

    As she watched dawn turn to- dusk.
    she quiestions what to do.
    Are her winds ready to spread, to fly over the other.

    Will she make another frozen winter come,
    will she make another short day come,
    will she, will she, spread her wings and fly.

    Will she( pick up in pitch) Frezze the country and o please mother winter come.

    ~james black~