Snow It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow Snow I want to wash my hands, my face and hair with snow
Snow I long to clear a path and lift a spade of snow Snow Oh, to see a great big man entirely made of snow
Where it's snowing All winter through That's where I want to be Snowball throwing That's what I'll do How I'm longing to ski Through the snow-oh-oh-oh-oh
Those glist'ning houses that seem to be built of snow Snow Oh, to see a mountain covered with a quilt of snow
What is Christmas with no snow No white Christmas with no snow Snow
I'll soon be there with snow I'll wash my hair with snow And with a spade of snow I'll build a man that's made of snow I'd love to stay up with you but I recommend a little shuteye Go to sleep And dream Of snow
White are the far-off plains, And white the fading forests grow; The wind dies out amongst the tides And denser still the snow, A gathering weight on roof and tree Falls down scarce audibly.
The meadows and far-sheeted streams Lie still without a sound; Like some soft minister of dreams The snowfall hoods me around; In wood and water, earth and air, A silence is everywhere.
Save when at lonely spells Some farmer's sleigh is urged on, With rustling runner and sharp bells, Swings by me and is gone; Or from the empty waste I hear A sound remote and clear;
The barking of a dog, To cattle, is sharply pealed, Borne, echoing from some wayside stall Or barnyard far afield; Then all is silent and the snow Falls settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey Folds closer Earth to sky The world seems shrouded, so far away. Its noises sleep, and I As secret as yon buried stream Plod dumbly on and dream.
I sprained my right index finger in the snow this morning ..ask yourself ..does Ma love snow ? If you had 6 months of this and not your Montreal baby flakes you might be singing a different snow tune .Time for a liquored up hot toddy for my bo bo .
18 comments:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!!!!
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Me Green with ENVY!
HOW MUCH?!?!
TAKE A PICTURE!
I LOVE SNOW!
Snow
It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow
Snow
I want to wash my hands, my face and hair with snow
Snow
I long to clear a path and lift a spade of snow
Snow
Oh, to see a great big man entirely made of snow
Where it's snowing
All winter through
That's where I want to be
Snowball throwing
That's what I'll do
How I'm longing to ski
Through the snow-oh-oh-oh-oh
Those glist'ning houses that seem to be built of snow
Snow
Oh, to see a mountain covered with a quilt of snow
What is Christmas with no snow
No white Christmas with no snow
Snow
I'll soon be there with snow
I'll wash my hair with snow
And with a spade of snow
I'll build a man that's made of snow
I'd love to stay up with you but I recommend a little shuteye
Go to sleep
And dream
Of snow
White are the far-off plains,
And white the fading forests grow;
The wind dies out amongst the tides
And denser still the snow,
A gathering weight on roof and tree
Falls down scarce audibly.
The meadows and far-sheeted streams
Lie still without a sound;
Like some soft minister of dreams
The snowfall hoods me around;
In wood and water, earth and air,
A silence is everywhere.
Save when at lonely spells
Some farmer's sleigh is urged on,
With rustling runner and sharp bells,
Swings by me and is gone;
Or from the empty waste I hear
A sound remote and clear;
The barking of a dog,
To cattle, is sharply pealed,
Borne, echoing from some wayside stall
Or barnyard far afield;
Then all is silent and the snow
Falls settling soft and slow
The evening deepens and the grey
Folds closer Earth to sky
The world seems shrouded, so far away.
Its noises sleep, and I
As secret as yon buried stream
Plod dumbly on and dream.
And dream
And dream
I dream
And I dream…
SNOW!
I WANT SNOW!
*sigh*
I'll stop now....
(snow!)
I sprained my right index finger in the snow this morning ..ask yourself ..does Ma love snow ? If you had 6 months of this and not your Montreal baby flakes you might be singing a different snow tune .Time for a liquored up hot toddy for my bo bo .
Wanna trade?
I LOVE LOVE LURV SNOW!
Sorry bout the sprained finger, but I'm guessing you don't respect snow, so it's just reminding you of how wonderfully powerful it really is.
and see... SEE!!! Snow is not all that bad... what with being an excuse for a Hot Toddy at 1 in the afternoon!
Ugh...snow! Say it ain't so sister!
Keep smilin!
Tis so sis .
So is it STILL snowing? :-)
Affirmative and blog scroll up .
So who needs an excuse for a hot toddy at 1 in the afternoon?
Everyone! Everyone knows that a hot Toddy is only servered after 3pm! Sheesh
Martinis are 1 PM fare...
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