Admiring the silver snow
From safe inside my heated home
Dismissing reasons for to roam
Content to view from my window
The shimmering sparkles at a glance
As tiny ballerinas dance
Across the stage of artic ice
Yet every season has its price
The roads are treacherous to brave
The highways are as sheets of glass
Our strong heroes are out to save
And subject to each freezing blast
So pray protection if you will
Because the snow is falling still
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