My dog lay asleep by the window br lost in dreams of drizzle, br I pat her head br and watch the rain descend. br br Cold November blows br October forever away, br and here am I, a melancholy warm br sitting with my faithful old friend. br br The wind wails br a mournful tune, br a song sung sad br when the sky comes weeping. br br The fireplace aglow br holds the heart at home, br as simply contented br I and my old dog, together, lay sleeping.