Snow
THE Summer comes, and the Summer goes.
Wild-flowers are fringing the dusty lanes,
The sparrows go darting through fragrant rains,
And, all of a sudden, — it snows !
Wild-flowers are fringing the dusty lanes,
The sparrows go darting through fragrant rains,
And, all of a sudden, — it snows !
Dear Heart! our lives so happily flow,
So lightly we heed the flying hours,
We only know Winter is gone —by the flowers,
We only know Winter is come — by the Snow!
So lightly we heed the flying hours,
We only know Winter is gone —by the flowers,
We only know Winter is come — by the Snow!