I'm standing in my little house, beside a window small..
I see the day that lies ahead..a day when snow might fall.
The clouds that gather in the sky, are telling me this day..
My comfy house will be so warm...a cozy place to stay.
Looking out I see the first of many flakes to fall..
Big and puffy come at first and then they change to small.
The wind blows fierce and little birds are trying to take flight..
If this keeps up my world of green will turn a snowy white.
I'll stand here by my window and work throughout the day..
And go to bed tonight and dream of yesterday.
When morning comes and I awake and come to window small..
I'll look and see a world so white from that very first snowfall.