(Winter Song) 
This cold is touching me and I'm liking it 
It hugs me real tight and I'm loving it 
Now it's biting me real hard 
From my foot up to my face 
I wanted to let go but it won't 
Though it really hurts, I won't mind 
Cry? Never! 
(c)  2012                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem