The snow came down, fell thick and white
As far as I could see…
She opened up the garden door
So it could fall on me.
I love the white stuff from the sky
Though it is cold for paws…
It never lingers long enough
For me, before it thaws.
I still remember my first snow
She woke me in the night,
Said, “Come and see, my girlie!”
And my world was cold and bright.
We walked through crunchy drifts of snow
And slid on shiny ice,
And all the trees wore silver streaks
And every path enticed.
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