There's snow on the mountains and hillsides,
There's a magical feel in the air,
A wonderful view from my window,
Perfect, beyond compare!
The birds are perched on the tree tops,
Awaiting their meal of the day,
A banquet of peanuts and breadcrumbs,
Should help them on their way.
The Daffodils, lie with impatience,
Eagerly waiting to rise,
From, beneath the snowy blanket,
Sit's, an army of bright yellow guys.
The children, are having a whale of a time!
The snowman, is getting fat!
He's wearing, his bright trendy outfit,
Of striped wooly scarf and a hat.
There's snow on the mountains and hillsides,
So vibrant, pure and clean,
That covers this lovely Valley,
Such a beautiful, picturesque scene.
Jayne Louise Davies
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