The ground covered in white
Seeing snow up at the house, what a sight.
The log cabin sat silent and alone.
This was where we called Grandma & Papa’s home.
There have been snows here before
But this one meant so much more.
The snows’ that usually fall
Bring about flakes and accumulation so small.
This was the nineteenth day of November.
And a wonderful day to remember.
‘Twas the Sunday before Thanksgiving Day.
The day the snow fell up at Grandma & Papa’s place.