On a cold morning, the sun starts risin'

creeping slowly over the distant horizon.

The mountain mist fades away,

as the forest comes alive in the light of day.


The rabbits hop across the forest floor,

and the birds up in the sky, oh how they soar.

The trees stand tall, their roots deep in the earth,

and inside the nearby cabin, there is a family expressing mirth.


The laughter they create is joyful and contagious

and the faces they make are extremely outrageous.

The family's laughter was not unusual, in fact it was the norm,

of the autumn months, during which the family stayed inside, all toasty and warm.