Dear winter bird How long can you last Before it gets too cold And the earth asks you back? Dear bended bough You're ready for the sun The old man is leaving A longer day's begun Suddenly I can see blue skies again Beauty says nothing less than our hearts will mend I promise you They do Birch trees are bones Stripped of their leaves And pressed between the pages Of my memories This heart of mine Is ready for the spring Open up my window Winter bird take wing It's not easy to pretend I can see blue skies again