Winter, you've forgotten us, it seems,
You used to love our snowball fights and dreams!
And sleds that fly downhill like arrows bright,
Have you really forgotten all of that, my winter sprite?
Around New Year's you burst into tears,
Now there are only puddles, what happened to the years?
Maybe we should visit a snow doctor, dear?
Just say the word, and I will pay, I swear!
I saved my coins in my piggy bank for ages,
But this icy crust has worn me out in stages!
You know they won't let me play outside again,
I sit bored as a toque hung on a hook, my friend.
Outside the window: wet snow, then rain, then ice,
What a yucky mess out there, black ice twice!
All winter break I've been stuck here alone,
And a runny nose has come along, a bossy one!
The doctor said yesterday it will all pass,
In a couple of days the sickness will be gone at last.
Winter, then I thought it through and I see,
Why we swallow our cough syrup with a grimace, you see.
And you, it seems, have gotten sick as well,
Sulking again, and that's just not right, can you tell?
Maybe you're scared of needles at the clinic,
So you stayed home instead, is that the trick?
Want me to walk with you to the doctor's door?
I'm a very brave boy, and I'm not joking, I'm sure!
Because you've forgotten, it seems to me,
That you loved snowball fights, don't you see?
That you loved the snowy blizzards so,
Not the spring drips at all, you know.
Well, winter, come back soon, I say,
Don't be sad, enjoy the story's play!
Well, that's it, I'll put a period here
And eagerly await your reply, my dear:
“Hurrying out, and I'm no longer sick!”
I believe you'll be feeling better quick.
