The Advent Calendar is over

Falling Snow

See the pretty snowflakes Falling from the sky; On the walk and housetops Soft and thick they lie. On the window-ledges On the branches bare; Now how fast they gather, Filling all the air. Look into the garden, Where the grass was green; Covered by the snowflakes, Not a blade is seen. Now the bare black bushes All look soft and white. Every twig is laden- What a pretty sight!

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