Glowing rays of sunshine falls,
Shining bright on glistening snow,
keeps the tree's so warm for all,
till spring brings a slow rain,
that melts the hills that came,
flowers bloom on mountain range,
smell the air the wind blows in,
keeps us safe and warm within.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
1-12-04
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