The white snow falls down the ground
As my little hands try to touch
The wind is cold, the scene is white
But everything to me is right
People say the cold is gloom
And they hate it when they go outside
But for kids like me who say
Winter is a time to smile
Why you say that is if you know
The never ending meaning of snow
Yes it is cold and white, but you see
It’s also the time for us to hold hands with glee
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