| Winter's Best |
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When snow has settled on the ground,
Silence hangs all around,
But for my laughing and shouting
But for the snowballs I send dancing.
Winter's Best!
With thick, wool mittens and new boots,
Warm head! Warm hands! Warm roots!
Sledges slipping over snow,
Faster than the fleet we go!
Raise my voice with the rest,
Winter's Best!
But if you’re cold through and through,
Too poor and sad for snow's sweet tune,
Blue hands! Blue nose! Blue feet!
Summer must be hard to beat! |
| Posted: 27.3.2008 at 06:43 | Read 128 times | 1 comment | Leave Comment |
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