Snow blows sideways, wind is roaring
Just as loud as husband's snoring.
I can't see across the street
Snow and gusty wind and sleet.
Can't get in and can't get out
nothing left to do but sit home and pout.
But I won't cry and I won't frown
I'll just put on my purple nightgown
(this is a reference to my sadly ripped, but awesomely comfortable, pajamas)
So while the winds whip and rage
I'll work on another scrapbook page
And chat with friends across the miles
Because they always bring me smiles.
Let's all laugh, let's all cheer
for Springtime is almost here.