From snow clouds on St. Val's Say,
Came a real rare sight to see.
Pristine, white, heart shaped snowflakes,
Floated in air graciously.

The sky was a big ballroom.
Millions of flakes could be found.
It was before they did land,
We could see them waltz around.

The snow tufts found on branches,
Had weighed down the trees of pine.
As the sun shone on the drifts,
They sparkled and bright did shine.

Heart shaped flakes that filled the air,
Made their way on people's hair.