Walkin' around, frost from your breath as we go
Watching all the delicate snowflakes fall
Look at the trees, see the glistening snow
Ice on the streams, the water no longer flows
Forever I can still hear your quiet call
Walkin' around, frost from your breath as we go
Through the dead branches, the sun can still glow
Countless snow angels on the ground, a sprawl
Look at the trees, see the glistening snow
Smilin' so peacefully at the serene tableau
Feelin' so small every time we see it all
Walkin' around, frost from your breath as we go
Stay out in the cold, despite all we know
Out getting caught in quite the snowy squall
Look at the trees, see the glistening snow
Icicles dangling from trees all in rows
Wrapped up together in a warming shawl
Walkin' around, frost from your breath as we go
Look at the trees, see the glistening snow
Shady Side Academy's literary magazine, established 1928