Falling gently from the sky
A miracle
An awesome wonder
What a Creator
Giving cover to the branches
Glistening robe, new attireSuch splendor
The trees beckoning
Christmas morn
The snow falls and it covers
The mud and yuck beneathAnd all that remains to the sight
A beautiful piece of white
What purity
How could He say
His child is as white as snowI am but broken
But He knows I will be whole
For He is Love
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