“Come In From The Snow”

Sharp bell, dead of the night. You're pulling your coat tight; Got Rudolph's nose, Frostbitten toes, Oh, come in from the snow. A sliver of moonlight. The world blanketed white. It coats the row, Will only grow, So come in from the snow. Storm reaching a new height, Saplings buckled by might; Caught in the … Continue reading “Come In From The Snow”

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