There’s a layer of frost upon the ground
A more glistening sight can ne’er be found
See how the light and the shadows collect
Mother Nature’s efforts, I do suspect.
There’s the feeling of snow now in the air
To promise us all it soon will be there
Oh for those days when the time used to be
We were all young and our freedom was free.
When life was a joy and so full of zest
Before we’d begun our own lifetime’s quest
As dew on the rose accompanied dawn
The birds begin singing come early morn.
God was right there when we opened our eyes
Depend upon Him, He offers the prize
For life without faith is no life at all
I’d rather be dust than miss His last call !