~Let it snow! ~
Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
When we finally kiss goodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm.
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbye-ing
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!
by Sammy Cahn and Jule StyneText
~Christmas Eve Snowfall~
by Arnold Kenseth
Now snow upon our village lays
Its slow but always sudden white
That gives us warmth by falling cold,
Gives glory to the newborn King.
And angels hover in our trees
Descending from the middle sky,
On blurred, on rising falling wings
As once on happy Bethlehem.
It is an infant, open gift
Placed by our human crib of dark:
Peace on this Eve of violence
Before the rising of the Prince.
Anxious, we watch through our black glass
The flakes fall, swirl in single file,
As sinners pondering free grace
Miss the three kings, the absent Star.-------------------------------------
Copyright © 1946 by Arnold Kenseth. All rights reserved.
The Atlantic Monthly; January 1946; Christmas Eve Snowfall.
