Every year I always wait for that first snowflake to touch the ground.

The first snowflake touches the ground,
Ever so softly without a sound,
Each snowflake especially unique,
The snow falls over just like a white sheet.

We look up at the sky,
With our mouths open wide,
The feeling of happiness,
In this snowy Christmas season!

As I look up towards the clouds,
These small flakes still raining down,
As my hands start to get cold,
My cheeks are rosy and my heart is gold.

The ground shines like diamonds,
As I look upon the horizon,
The exquisite and simplicity,
Of the small snow flakes falling down.