ROBINSON, BERTIE WHEN WINTER COMES

WHEN WINTER COMES

When Winter comes the moon is dimly lit,

The stars creep forth into the sky,

And round the fire the people sit,

And hear the wind roar by.

When Winter comes the trees are black and bare,

The rolling mist blots out the hills,

The rain comes pouring through the air,

And swells the foaming rills.

Bertie Robinson Age 13

Tullygrawley School

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