A blanketing of diamonds coats the world
So in the sun it glitters blinding white.
The freckles painted on my face are light
And sweet kisses of snowflakes that have curled
Through icy air to keep my heart unfurled
And merry, for the winter season's bright.
Without snow Christmas would hardly be right-
Where then had Christmas angels danced and twirled?
. My thoughts of love are much the same as these;
. Without love, O where could I find rest?
. Thy love is like the pow'rful storm that snows
. Its beauty down upon the flow'rs and trees.
. Their branches' crystal chimes would say the best
. One isn't he who thinks but he who knows.