Well, dear,
warm Winnipeg nights
fall like goose down,
dogs poke them with their noses;
chase, fetch, drop.
They fritter them with wagging.
I will collect the ones I find
for a quilt
big enough for two,
big enough for the longest winter.
Well, dear,
warm Winnipeg nights
fall like goose down,
dogs poke them with their noses;
chase, fetch, drop.
They fritter them with wagging.
I will collect the ones I find
for a quilt
big enough for two,
big enough for the longest winter.