shall I compare thee to a winter day
the coldness is like a blanket to me
snow and then the rain to wash it away
a white covering over the city
the snowflakes fall on to my mouth and nose
they drift on to my eyelash and then melt
when it clears the trees then begin to show
and in the park the snowballs are to pelt
oh how I love thee snow, so wise so cold
I dance along the sidewalk oh so happy
each snow drop is unique so I am told
maybe some hot chocolate or some tea
oh thou winter sparkles in the moonlight
after the cold day I must say goodnight
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