Monday, October 20, 2008

The North Wind Doth Blow

We had our first frost last night, which made me think of winter, the North Wind and this old rhyme.
The North Wind doth blow
and we shall have snow.
And what will the Robin do then, poor thing?
He will sit in the barn and keep himself warm,
With his little head tucked under his wing,
poor thing.

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