Treasures of the Snow
Things are described - as white as the snow
There is nothing else quite like it you know
Because when it settles - and then it spreads out
A perfect white mantle when no ones about
The streets are so peaceful - the Town is so silent
And with its white mantle - life seems much less violent!
We can roll around in you - and then scoop you up
Mould you and throw you - like an excited pup
We can then build a man - call him Mister Snow
Does he remind you of someone you know?
Then we lie on our backs - leaving imprints of wings
And high up in tree and angelic bird sings.
We gaze at the snow and a thought brings me mirth
Is snow really Angels - floating down to the Earth?
Bringing a message of stillness and peace
And clothing in beauty our World underneath.
And Oh - when you melt - which sometimes takes ages
You're returning to Heaven - discretely - in stages!
When you have all gone - it's damp and it's dull
Like a sheep when it's sheared of it's snowy white wool
As a child I would pray that you'd stay - never go
And I'd live in a World always covered in snow.
Alas I was born in Sunny Nebraska
But now I am happy - I'VE MOVED TO ALASKA!
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