In the Morning
The snow on the ground
Is old and gray.
But the little groundhog
Saw his shadow today.
Time for bed, Sleepy Head
To get some more rest,
While the lazy little snowflakes,
Drift in from the west.
Good night little one,
Hug Teddy bear tight.
In the morning you'll find
The ground flffy and white.
Cile Beer
written l955
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2005
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