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Snowflakes falling,soft and light
In the silence of the night.
In the morning snow piled high;
brilliant sunshine, clear blue sky.
Feathery trees on snowbound hill,
All around is calm and still.
In the distance on the slopes,
Children sledging, hauling ropes.
Glistening snow on every hand
In this winter fairyland.
Then comes sunsets fiery glow
Tinting pink the crusted snow.
From the north a cold wind blows
Winter day draws to its close
But in a cottage warm and bright,
A cheerful fire-a cosy night.
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