The country's in lockdown and covered in snow.
The children are stressed and have no where to go.
I'm hoping soon they'll be a better day.
When lockdown will end and the children can play.
The news is confusing and all full of fear.
Not a good beginning to a brand new year.
But the birds are still singing up in the trees.
And i smell the sweet smell of a gentle spring breeze.
Maby it's a message of better times ahead.
A happy ending to a story we all have once read.
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