I love the snow
When it lays upon the trees
I love the trees
The way they sway in the breeze
I love the breeze
The way it blows back your pretty hair
I love your pretty hair
‘Cause it’s attached to your pretty face
I love your pretty face
For in makes my heart beat fast
I hope you love my heart
Because you’re forever a part
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem