The winter winds came blowing in
From out of the northern sky.
The snow whirled and piled up,
Upon the ground so high.
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The storm it raged on in the night.
But when the morning dawned so fair,
It brought a beauty to behold,
That nothing could compare.
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Sometimes nature at her worst
Brings on her very best.
And we can only see this
After we have stood the test.
Lu Dube
used with permission
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