The Christmas Snow
Every Christmas, Santa Claus
Comes to every person’s house.
He sees all, and should know,
Because he cooks up Magic Snow!
This snow consists
Of love and friendship,
This snow is kindness,
It flies from sky’s ship.
And will be together
With the moon to light
All the world, and the weather
Must be fine this night!
But in warm places,
where it never snows,
Suddenly in this night
Magic flowers will grow.
And all will be full of love,
Sky will be happy and laugh
And will give to us fine stars’ show.
Copyright © Dina Televitskaya | Year Posted 2007
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