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The neighborhood sleeps in this early morning drama of white
Each flake falling as an individual, in the morning light
The patterns on my windshield, all so different, reflective from
the night
Proceeding in the hush, I drop my plow
My job is important, especially now
As children awake and see the snow
I must ready the block so they can go
Mommies and Daddies must go off in their cars and back home
to the children they love
I pray as I plow that I will bring some relief from this white
blanket being sent from above
I am the Snow Man, I am, I am
I kept you safe in the light
I am the San Man, I am, I am
I will bring you home safe when it’s night
Written with deep gratitude to our SNOW MEN, SAN MEN
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