This Winter Night (#308)
January 17, 1994 2:43 am
For Scott, the temperature was -27F
While snow is falling softly down
Outside the frosted windowpanes
I sleep and dream of you, my love
And the joy my life contains.
Cuddled up beneath our quilt
I snuggle close to you
Nestled in your circling arms
I dream the whole night through.
I love the snow, the silent night
But more than can be told
I love you and all you mean to me
All my life can hold.