The snow has come, it's here at last
It's so deep and lovely like snows past
The piece and quiet that surrounds the air
Makes me breathe and relax without a care
I'm stressed and worried all the damn time
But now the snows come everything's fine
I feel the freshness of the cold fine stuff
Usually I'm tired and feeling rough
As my son and I play in The icy street
I look down and wonder why I can't see my feet
The snow is nearly up to my knees
And I want to enjoy this feeling of ease!
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