ful large star; it was a
sign that the Savior of the world was born.
The Rain and the Snow
Patter, little drops of rain,
Patter on the window-pane.
How I love to watch them pass
In their races down the glass!
Soon the shower will be o'er,
Then the sun will shine once more.
But I love to hear the rain
Beat against the window-pane.
Soft and gentle April showers
Will bring May-time's pretty flowers.
I think it is pleasant to sit by the window and watch the rain as it
falls, sometimes in tiny drops and sometimes in large ones.
The warm showers make the grass, trees, and flowers grow. After the
shower is over, the grass looks fresh and green.
The birds also seem to be glad for the rain. They chirp among the
trees when the shower is over.
We see the pretty clouds in the sky. The wind moves them about.
Sometimes a storm comes, and then we see the lightning and hear the
thunder.
[Illustration: PLAYING IN THE LEAVES]
When winter-time comes, it gets cold, and the ground is all covered
with pure-white crystals of snow. Everything looks so clean and pretty
with its white coat on. We see the little snowbirds flying around, and
they are so happy picking up seeds for food.
Then we love to get on our mittens and warm coats, and go out in the
snow, too. People hitch horses to sleighs and enjoy rides. They put
bells on the horses, and these jingle merrily when the horses go fast.
[Illustration]
In the far north it gets very cold, and when the people go anywhere,
they hitch dogs to sleds.
In the Bible we read that the Lord will make our hearts white as snow
if we confess our sins and take him for our Savior.
[Illustration]
Beautiful snow, so soft and so white,
Sparkling like gems in the sunshine bright,
Robing the earth and decking the trees,
Sent by the Lord, the children to please.
Winter's Blessings
Pretty little snowflakes
Falling to the ground;
Here is one, there is one,
Ev'rywhere they're found.
[Illustration]
See them fall so gently
Through the frosty air;
Every little snowflake
Has its beauties rare.
Soon the ground is covered,
With the pretty snow;
Then we see the snowbirds
Flying to and fro.
Do you think the snowbirds
Like the wintry day?
Do you think they're happy
As they chirp and play?
Happy little creatu
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