Thursday, December 25, 2008

Happy Holly*days from Thimble Farm

It won't be long before we'll all be there with snow
I want to wash my hands, my face and hair with snow
I long to clear a path and lift a spade of snow
Oh, to see a great big man entirely made of snow

Where it's snowing
All winter through
That's where I want to be
Snowball throwing
That's what I'll do
How I'm longing to ski
Through the snow oh oh oh oh

Those glist'ning houses that seem to be built of snow
Oh, to see a mountain covered with a quilt of snow

What is Christmas with no snow
No white Christmas with no snow

I'll soon be there with snow
I'll wash my hair with snow
And with a spade of snow
I'll build a man that's made of snow
I'd love to stay up with you but I recommend a little shuteye
Go to sleep
And dream
Of snow

1 comment :

  1. ok, i did it again...went through every post. LOVE IT! I'm adding you to my sidebar blog roll on Can't believe I haven't before now...look what cleaning out you inbox will do. Thanks for all the inspiration!