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Kansan Snow
Yesterday the snow appeared
So mild as the meadow lark
With none to lash and none so feared
His every hail lifts their embark
Who can know the wonder, then
As why the seasons sing so quick
The snow that floats on down to men
Gives space to light the candle's wick
Here's a blessing, heretofore
Who's never felt so warm before
Beside my fellow Kansan friends
Who warm their hands to make amends
So mild as the meadow lark
With none to lash and none so feared
His every hail lifts their embark
Who can know the wonder, then
As why the seasons sing so quick
The snow that floats on down to men
Gives space to light the candle's wick
Here's a blessing, heretofore
Who's never felt so warm before
Beside my fellow Kansan friends
Who warm their hands to make amends
Published 14th Nov 2018
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