Winter
LOOK, LOOK OUT AT THE NEW FALLING SNOW
SO FRESH, SO CRISP, BUT YET SO CLEAR
DROPS OF SNOW FLAKES FALLING ON MY FACE
ALWAYS LIKE YOU WITH A WARM GENTLE IN
EMBRACE
YES WINTER HAS COME
AND AS WE GO ABOUT
OUR WAY
LET US RECALL OUR
WINTER MORNINGS
WHEN WE GOT UP AND
PLAYED
LET US REMEMBER OUR
CHILD HOOD DAYS
AND ALL THE GOOD
TIMES WE SHARED
LET US BE HAPPY
IN TIMES OF RECALL
AFTER ALL IT WAS OUR
WINTER AFTER ALL
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