Snowflakes falling down,
Covering the ground,
White fields all around,this snow day.
Treetops bending low,swaying to and fro.
Hear those breezes blow,this snowy day
While the snowflakes fly,
We'll stay warmand dry,
Bythe fireside,this snowy day.
Throughthe sky of white
I see geese in flight.
What a pretty sight,this snowy day.
Dad comes from the barn,
Bringing in his arm,
Wood tokeep us warm,this snowy day.
Icy windowpane,
Snowdrifts on the lane,
Nothing looks the same,this snowy day.