Life in the Snow  

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It is beautiful as it stays;
          This great beauty cannot be matched.
Though it leaves a mark as it melts away,
          Its loveliness has now a thought unlatched.

Bringing laughter, fun, and games,
          This one sight is all alone.
Leaving dreariness and pain,
          Making us think when it is gone.

Once you’d say, “O, how pretty,”
          As you looked o’er all the land.
And this would turn to, “What a pity,”
          As in the marshes of life you stand.

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