Snow.

Snow! Snow! Snow! On the ground, and in the air, Over children. Do they care? Do they mind it? Not a bit, They are very glad of it. How they laugh, and roll, and shout, Snow-balls flying all about. Oh! Oh! Oh! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Sleigh-bells jingle, “Boy behind!” Driver laughing, he’ll not mind If the boys do steal a ride. Once a boy he. Ah, he’s spied That small boy, who runs so fast, He will get there too, at last. Now, go, go, Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! What a lot of boys and girls, Sparkling eyes, and dancing curls, First one, then another flies Down the hill, and each one cries That his sled can beat them all. Take care, little ones, don’t fall. Such a show, And snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Snow! Somewhere underneath it all, Through the winter, through the fall, Little seeds are fast asleep, Folded warm, and covered deep. When they peep up all around, From the moist, spring-swelling ground, Then we know, ’Tis good-bye snow.