Beatuiful Weather 


The snow is falling, so soft and white
Making everything, Look clean and bright
As the flakes, come floating down
They look like feathers, what beautiful weather
It's time to sugar, they tap the trees
It doesn't take long
Their buckets, full of sap
Bring it to the sugar house
Boil it down, until it's golden brown
Can it while it's hot, boil it a little longer
Beat it until it's thick
As it cools, eat it on a stick
Pick up the buckets, and the taps
For the trees, have no more sap

                               by: Patty 

         Copyright ©2001 Patricia Darlene Lachapelle      Feb 9/01