Fresh Fallen Snow
Tracks in the fresh fallen snow where do you go
This way and that; back and forth round and round
When you walk you don’t make a sound
All of these tracks in the new fallen snow
I can see it is the puppies that made all these tracks
Chasing and running around to play
But in the fenced yard they must stay
Playing together and having fun
All with no sun in the fresh fallen snow
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