Snow, wet snow,

falling on the pines,

sticking to the branches,

sticking to the power lines.

Snow, wet snow,

fluttering to the ground,

fluttering so slow,

softly not making a sound.

A good lesson,

lesson can be learned,

from this soft falling snow,

for our Christian walk,

to be humble,

and speak lovingly softly,

as we walk and grow.

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