The wind is chill, the fire’s gone cold
The nights are long, the world’s grown old
The forest’s dark, there is no sound
How do God’s creatures get around ?
The wolf, the owl, the chipmunk too
All feel the cold just like we do
How can we save our wildlife friends
Until this season finally ends ?
We have about five weeks or more
Before the spring walks through the door
Let’s pray we all will have good luck
And the warm weather gets unstuck !