Song of the Snowflakes
Song of the Snowflakes
Poem
We're very small, we're very small,
But we can cover the world and all;
We'll drop one by one in the middle of the night,
And when you awake in the morning light,
You'll find not a stick or a stone in sight.
We're very small, we're very small,
You'll never hear us as we fall;
We'll cover the church, and we'll cover the tree,
And cover the people that come out to see
What a white, white world the world can be!
Notes
Written by Annette Wynne.
Thanks and Acknowledgements
Image by Francis Guy (American, 1760-1820), Winter Scene in Brooklyn, ca. 1819-1820.
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