• Falling and falling
    Not at all complaining
    Falling and falling
    until their landing

    Slowly, slowly,
    the snow falls
    Calmly, smoothly,
    they create a blanket

    Together, they rest
    In piles and in rows
    To create a white blanket
    of white untouched snow

    They cast a shadow
    So pale and light
    Not at all,
    like a blanket of dark

    So soft,
    so pale,
    the snow has
    blue shadows

    And now she too
    resting, and hiding
    under a blanket
    of snow

    Beautiful,
    so beautiful
    with round cheeks,
    of pink

    With closed eyes,
    she sleeps,
    her lips now,
    colored blue.