• See the pretty snowflakes
    Falling from the sky;
    On the wall and housetops
    Soft and thick they lie.

    On the window ledges,
    On the branches bare;
    Now how fast they gather,
    Filling all the air.

    Look into the garden,
    Where the grass was green;
    Covered by the snowflakes,
    Not a blade is seen.

    Now the bare black bushes
    All look soft and white,
    Every twig is laden,
    What a pretty sight!