Snow is falling from the sky,

First snow fall of the year,

It's pretty, white, and pure,

Like Jesus since the years of his birth,

and before,

A manager in every store.


Jesus Christ after thirdy-three years died to save us,

To save our heart,

So we may be white as the snow.


snow days and snowball fights,

Are all fun with family,

So is putting up the tree,

And the candies and cookies,

Sometimes we forget,

The true meaning of Christmas.


All the snowflakes are just like people,

Unique and pretty,

Falling from the sky.

The End

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