Snow
By Mary Mapes Dodge
Little white feathers, filling the air --
Little white feathers! how came ye there?We came from the cloud-birds sailing so high;
They're shaking their white wings up in the sky.
Little white feathers, how swift you go!
Little white feathers, I love you so!We are swift because we have work to do;
But hold up your face, and we'll kiss you true.
Source Book
Rhymes And Jingles
by Mary Mapes Dodge
Copyright 1875
Published by Scribner, Armstrong, And Company
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