Patiently I gaze out my window,
Watching snow float to the ground;
Inside my heart is aching,
For spring's cheerful sound.

The cold is staying around,
Way too long I fear;
I'm anxious for the flowers,
I wish that spring was near.

Winter can be surprisingly fun,
With sleigh rides and snowball fights;
But I yearn for the scent of lilacs,
And starry skies at night.

I can hear the birds twittering,
I can see the golden sun;
I can smell the blooming blossoms,
I picture squirrels on the run.

I pray Ole Man Winter will leave,
And faces no longer will be glum;
I enjoy the winter fun,
But he has worn out his welcome.

Quietly I'll watch the snow,
And listen for the birds that sing;
It may still be cold outside,
But I am waiting for spring.