Waiting for Winter

Little bird chirps on my porch,
Soon he will be gone.
Days are shorter, nights are longer.
Everyone is moving on.

I go out to clean my gutters
To last me through the storms.
I got out to close my shutters,
So they can keep me warm, while
Im still here
waiting waiting for winter.
Im still here
waiting waiting for winter.

Little bird keeps on chirping.
He wont let me be.
Go on, where the world is warmer,
Come along with me.

While Im stringing lights to my gutters
To make them glisten and spark,
While Im fastening wreaths to my shutters,
So I wont feel the dark, while
Im still here
waiting waiting for winter.
Im still here
waiting waiting for winter.

As Im writing invitations
I remember last year
You joined me for the Holidays
For my brightest time of the year.  Now

Im still here
waiting waiting for winter.
Im still here
waiting waiting for winter.

 2006  Ingrid Heldt