White is the pat,pat,pat of the snow,falling lazily to the ground.
The joyful chirps of birds after a snow storm.
White is the thrill of little children,knowing that Santa is near by.
It is waking up early Christmas morning, and seeing all the presents under the tree.
White is the taste of vanilla ice cream on a hot day.
It is the color of the sun shining off the sand, on a hot summers day.
White is an explosion of wonderful things.
The joyful chirps of birds after a snow storm.
White is the thrill of little children,knowing that Santa is near by.
It is waking up early Christmas morning, and seeing all the presents under the tree.
White is the taste of vanilla ice cream on a hot day.
It is the color of the sun shining off the sand, on a hot summers day.
White is an explosion of wonderful things.
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