Christmas Cabin Fever
Wear a brown hat like a snow-man
Sleep with the dogs in the snow
While the Northern Lights are turning
And the moon tells all she knows.
Tell me you’re not leaving
Tell me you’re content
But you’re shaking like a flower
So cold and oh so wet.
You’re my snow-storm baby
So out of touch
You’re so ruthless, baby
But the snowman has a crutch.
The children light their candles
Their daddy says his prayers
If dreams are just to bury
Tomorrow comes despair.
You don’t believe I love you
So discontent
But there’s a creature stirring
And the fire has been set.
You’re my snow-storm baby
But I still like your style
I’m your sled-dog, baby
And the snow-man wears a smile.
poem by Brian Purdy
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