I am a little snowflake falling from the sky.
Fallind, falling, falling, down to earth I fly.
And sometimes when I get there
I don't have my snowdress
And I become just water
As all of you can guess.
Spring is coming, spring is coming... Birdies, build your nests. Weave together straw and feather Doing each your best. Spring is coming, spring is coming... Flowers are coming, too. Pansies, lilies, daffodillies Now are coming through. Spring is coming, spring is coming. All around is fair. Shimmer and quiver on the river, Joy is everywhere. Edith segal