the winter is over;
the biting nights
the frosty mornings
the cutting evenings
are over.
the winter is over;
the earth is warmer now.
and the snow is melting,
leaving grass greener
than before
the winter is over;
the sun is shining brightly,
the bird with the troops
is singing with the winds.
and my dead
frozen heart
is coming alive
with the grace of God
and the love of my
younger sister
the winter is over;
there is no need to
arrange a fire bed
any more.
I am going to live.
I am going to love.
’cause the winter is over,
over there…
