WINTER'S POEM. Sail boats 'n' rough water, Robin, Carrion Crow, Driftwood 'n' tide, Driftwood 'n' tide, These are the thing of my winter, Sand bang 'n' scavenge, Driftwood 'n' tide, Driftwood 'n' tide, Of distant Summer, And Noah's great rainbow, These are the things of Winter, Spirit gale, and empty prom, Forecast 'n' blow, Forecast 'n' blow, When fallen colour, Poppies remember, You virgin snow, You virgin snow, Then carol 'n' dance, carol dance, Whilst wrapping your paper, wrapping your paper, For a Child is born to us a Son is given to us, Oh berries red, holly green, beside our fireside light, Warm, and welcoming come light, Now that these are the days of Winter.