Snow days bring new life
To flakes falling fast, and my mind
To thoughts of the past,
To what's good to see go, or too good to last.
So if you see me smile,
Or especially if I cloud over a while,
You'll know the reason.
When outside there's snow, it's my memory season.
To flakes falling fast, and my mind
To thoughts of the past,
To what's good to see go, or too good to last.
So if you see me smile,
Or especially if I cloud over a while,
You'll know the reason.
When outside there's snow, it's my memory season.
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