I wake up form my nap and look at the window
And What do I see before me
A white blanket covering the ground
Powdered sugar on My part of the Funnel cake
No school in the morning, No teacher lingo
A feeling of excitement THis was kind of forseen
I go outside and feel the air and the snow rests on my head like a crown
The impulse now is a snowman I should make
SNOW, SNOW IT"S SNOWING
LET ALL HEAR, LET ALL ENJOY
THAT IT IS SNOWING
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 7:33 PM UTC
I wake up form my nap and look at the window
And What do I see before me
A white blanket covering the ground
Powdered sugar on My part of the Funnel cake
No school in the morning, No teacher lingo
A feeling of excitement THis was kind of forseen
I go outside and feel the air and the snow rests on my head like a crown
The impulse now is a snowman I should make
SNOW, SNOW IT"S SNOWING
LET ALL HEAR, LET ALL ENJOY
THAT IT IS SNOWING
SNowing for the first time this winter :D
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