I stepped outside in the cold of the night./
Goosebumps slowly appeared as I got cold./
The sky was a calm blue with streaks of light./
To go outside in a t-shirt was bold./
The next day it snowed and outside I went./
As it was falling, I felt a soft blow./
I walked on it and my steps made a dent./
It was cold, but I did not want to go./
The weather is worse, so no more outside./
My adventures are over; it's so sad./
This makes my day awful; I want to hide./
When it gets warmer I will be so glad./
So until that season comes back to me,/
I will be inside drinking some hot tea./