Can you hear his approach?
He's drivin' a great big pumpkin
That fairy-tale coach
The geese took off
On a wing and a prayer
When they heard the old ice king
Had left his lair
The ruby-red leaves
Are waltzin' the hills
Up and down valleys
Through rooks and through rills
Turkeys are runnin'
While the runnin' is good
Mountains have put on a snow cape
And pulled up the hood
Barns are bulgin'
With hay by the load
Whoa! Here he comes now!
"Round November's road
He's pickin' up speed
A use'n that whip
And Jack Frost's ridin' shot-gun
On his favorite trip
So, run for shelter
And don't look back
Just make sure you have wood
By the ten-cord stack
Get out the quilts
Pile 'em on the bed
Find the raincoats
And why not the sled
The air is gettin' colder
He's right around the bend
May it be a lovely season
Happy Winter, Friend
Audrey Y.
