This morning I woke up to the sound of my wardrobe crying.
I asked, "Wardrobe, why cryest thou?"
But, through her tears, she only pointed.
I looked out my window--to the place of the pointing.
And there it was: First Snowfall.
Then, through the flurry, I heard a faint flute and yes, yes it was the flakes. They began to sing.
Do you know what song they sung?
It was this...
and it was then I knew, it was going to be a long winter.
What Is Your Wardrobe
Crying About Today?