The Snow It Fell Like Feathers
The snow , it fell like feathers--
a downy kind of drift, but
Spring; although on the rise,
was not yet fully'here.
Then the sky began to rain--or weep,
Though I have no reason why--
But I think that it was saddened
By the how quickly winter passed us by.
But for every tear the sky did shed,
A blade od grass did grow...
Teaching me a lesson that,
Before I didn't know.
A cycle it was--before my eyes,
Life's grand way to carry on.
Throw a stream or two about the land,
And watch the Salmon spawn.
"A miracle! A miracle!,"
I yelled with all my might..
I believe I'll look quite differently
At the stars that shine tonight!
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