Lo.
Sifted through the winds that blow,
Down comes the soft and silent snow,
White petals from the flowers that grow
In the cold atmosphere.
- George Bungay
Welcome, first snowfall of the year.
Lo.
Sifted through the winds that blow,
Down comes the soft and silent snow,
White petals from the flowers that grow
In the cold atmosphere.
- George Bungay
Welcome, first snowfall of the year.