Manitoba Winter Love

My dear friend winter comes to me and says woooo woooo woooo.

Calm down I say with a welcoming smile, putting poplar firewood on.

But winter moans and mopes all around my house; I calmly sit and read.

I know she'll stay for a while, and that's cool, I'm used to her restless ways.

I love her voice as she sings all night when the stars are crisp and clear,

And I put on more wood and listen to her; woooo woooo in a long lament.

Then comes a night when she shakes my door with her fury, and the windows rattle.

But I, I don't take it personally, just enjoy her passionate storming,

And know that soon I will miss her and wish I had listened more when she sang.