This is my favorite time of year.

To know that snow could be getting near.

See it snow up on the hill,it’s coming are way very soon.

My heart goes pitted-patter and my teeth begin to chatter.

Oh this is my favorite thing!!

It’s falling so softly and quietly, light upon the frost.

Soon it will be piled up, so high upon the hill.

And everything seems so still. High upon the hill.

We make snow angels underneath the trees.

You roll the snow, and before you know a snowman will appear.

It twinkles and glows, across the meadow.

Kids grab their sliegh’s, they are out and away, down the big hill, with lots of skill.

I love to watch thru my window, whatching the snow oh how it does glows.

Laying on the ground so softly. It’s so still in the night.

It makes me so sad, knowing the weather is warming.

I know it will go,it will be the end of the show.

To say so-long , it will soon be gone.

Maybe it will be back soon.

I will peer thru my window, maybe tonight. It will come again soon.