Winter season with blistering cold
Yet a time when we will roam
Back to family, home or friends
Rejoice the heart and lend a hand

A journey long still made today
Just like they did in olden days
When only a wagon, sled, or horse
Fastest means to trek the course

Beauty and danger at every turn
The drive to go is what we yearn
Will keep us safe, without a fall
From where, or heart's home calls -- Aine 2008