Today we have had showers of snow, which reminds me of the song we sang as children."See the flakes of fleecey snow
Falling on the whitened Earth below
Falling, falling , falling, slow
Falling on the whitened Earth below".
The birds have come! They sing, they sing!
On greening boughs that sway and swing,
And over meadows winging,
Where late the winter's snow has lain,
Clear washed by April's warming rain;
And verdure fresh is springing!
Catherine J. Miller (Aunt Kate)
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