Snowfall by Margaret Wise Brown and Frank Viva

Snowfall

In the soft mysterious fall of the snow

The bell buoys ring                             

The whistles blow                               

    While boats go slowly through the snow

Over the river, to and fro.                  

Slow, slow                                                              

In the soft mysterious fall of the snow

Walking in wonder                               

The children go                                    

Home from school, their laughter low

  Catching falling flakes of snow.           

Slow, Slow                                                      

In the soft mysterious fall of the snow

Light in the air                                    

And drop below                                   

Through the trees all white with snow

The lights of evening softly glow.       

                                                                   ---Margaret Wise Brown