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The First Winter Was So Hard, Two Hundred Years Ago
Author: ShyHeart

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I built a house of canvass for my family, built a fire ten yards away from our
House. The children loved to play in the snow as my wife prepared our meals
On the little fire, ten yards away from our canvass house, it was so warm
The snow was so heavy, pine trees bent their smile of life, toward the ground

Now, the winter finds its way into the spring, the creek begins to show some life
The water begins to flow, our littler daughter dances, across the rocks
That give our little stream a bridge, for young hearts to dance across
My daughter says, hey mom, look at me, I can dance upon the water

Dress raised high, she dances with butterflies, see them fly across the rocks
She dances in front of the butterflies that say, come fly with me
Winter is gone, I am the stream of life, place your feet upon me
She dances from one side of the stream to the other and her mother cries

Be careful child, should you slip, your heart is worth than butterflies, thank you Mom
Still, the child skips upon the rocks, sees the flow of the stream and cries
Hey Mom, see me walk upon the water, see the butterflies, thank you mom
I feel so free, this winter was so cold, thank you mom, we survived

Now, I get to dance across the flowing stream, no ice is seen in front of me
Just a bridge of solid rock leading me from one side of hardship to the other
I love to dance with the butterflies, one solid rock to the other, to the other side
Sorry, Mom, my dress is wet, been chasing butterflies, to the other side
Mom, never says a word, this winter has been hard, Then, Mom says, dance child

This First Winter Was So, Hard Two Hundred Years Ago

Dance Child

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