winter is winning

it is six forty-five a,m,

the snow is falling down

cars are sliding

all over the down

it's like powdered sugar

has settled on the ground

and I am cold inside

my apartment is freezing

my coffee's getting cold

and this staying indoors

is getting pretty old

I'm wearing my long johns

I do what I'm told

I hope that my shoes have dried

          I always have the highest hopes

          when the season's beginning

          and in my fight to brave the storm

          I find winter is winning