I do not mean to scare you,

But there's winter in my bones,

And when life becomes too heavy,

You can hear my glaciers groan,

Sometimes I don't go out,

Because my heart has been snowed in,

And it doesn't take too much,

For avalanches to begin,

But do not get me wrong,

There's beauty in the endless white,

The ice along my lashes,

Helps efrlect back all the light,

And its easy to find magic,

Skating on the frozen lakes,

Or in sticking out your tongue,

To catch the softly falling flakes,

The forest floor is freezing,

But the trees are wearing coats,

And I've seen the whisteling wind,

Wearing a scarf around its throat,

So do not waste your worry,

On all my blizzards and my storms,

I've got my wn internal flame,

That always keeps me nice and warm.