Morning Breaks on Skates

Morning breaks
On skates
Noon breeze
On skis
Nights are
Black as tar
Tell me what goes on at night
When the kids are sleeping tight?

The toboggans in the night
Slide away upon the hill
The toboggans in the night
Slide away of their own will
Louis saw them. Yes he did!
Underneath the moon’s glow
Louis saw them. Yes he did!
They were his, so he should know!

Morning breaks
On skates
Noon breeze
On skis
Nights are
Black as tar
Tell me what goes on at night
When the kids are sleeping tight?

The toboggans and the skis
Leave no tracks upon the snow
The toboggans and the skis
They are silent as they go
And the skates upon the lake
Twist and twirl but never fall
But the skates upon the lake
Have no feet in them at all!

Morning breaks
On skates
Noon breeze
On skis
Nights are
Black as tar
Tell me what goes on at night
When the kids are sleeping tight?

In the morning we can see
That the sleds are still around
But the skates and all the skis
They are nowhere to be found
You’ll find a ski up on the hill
You’ll find a skate under a cap
It all depends upon the chill
And if the kids have had their nap

Morning breaks
On skates
Noon breeze
On skis
Nights are
Black as tar