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Snow settles on the frozen ground
The sound of flakes falls all around
A frigid night on winter’s hold
Seek for warmth in tales of old
A little nook and cup of tea
Will make a quiet night for me
First snow of fall, hold it dear
There will come a day it disappears
So grab that book and cup of tea
Make your nook a home for thee
Seek for warmth in all around
Enjoy the gift of quiet sounds
While flakes find their way to ground
Love your night, there’s snow inbound
—Connor