I felt the winter wind today,
It chilled me with its icy blast.
I do not know from whence it came,
Nor why it went by rushing fast.

Perhaps the wind is like the train,
I saw when I was but a lad.
It made its rounds upon the track,
The sound of whistle made me glad.

Or could the wind be like a bird,
That takes to wing and flies so free.
And seeks its food and for its young,
In summer nest, in winter flee.

I felt the winter wind today,
It chilled me with its icy blast.
I could not see from whence it came,
Nor where it went as it rushed past.