I love winter, I don’t really know why,
Is it the crispy cold air, maybe the sunny clear sky?
Maybe it’s the snowman, we build in the yard,
Could also be, the liquored up Saint Bernard?
Going downhill, with skies to my feet,
Ice fishing on the lake frozen ice sheet,
Is it the hockey season, at the AC Centre,
When the Maple Leaf fans, are crazy with anger,
So why do I love winter a lot?
It’s all the above, and so much more I forgot.