Touch soft the window on your way
Whistle greetings where you may
Through piney trees and rolling hill
wander freely where you will
But linger quiet in the stream
And wake it from its icy dream.
Dance free through rime encrusted trees
Gait unhindered by leaf or leaves
Bid barren branches to turn green
Breath life into their frozen beams
Throw off the death of winter’s grasp
Breeze, bring spring to us at last.