Until it Has Gone

We fear to see the day

When the white will melt away,

When the flakes will fall no more,

When the snow will all be gone,

When we come together to mourn

But words we cannot form.

We wish to thank the sky

For the many years gone by,

When the blanket settled the ground,

When it kept creatures sound.

But until the day,

When it melts away,

We will learn to love the mountains more.