Fallen Snow
There was a time, not long ago,
When love seemed pure as fallen snow,
And friends would flock at every call
To lend a hand and give their all.
What a time that was!
Oh, what a time!
I miss those days of carefree joy,
When kindness came without a ploy,
And everyone could disagree
And yet retain their harmony.
What I would give for that again!
Oh, what I would give…
I understand that everything
May change as time improves its swing.
Still, I miss the integrity
That so distinguished you and me.
It seems with age we lose the skill
To share ourselves in true good will.
And yet it’s more than that…
So much more than that…
There came a time I learned for sure
That falling snow is never pure,
And sometimes love will fail to shine,
Just like certain friends of mine.
Oh, what a time that was!
What a sad time….
This I learned from bitter turns
When good intentions left just burns
And bids to lend a helping hand
Revealed hearts of shifting sand.
What I would give for another chance!
Oh, what I would give…
For what are we but blades of grass
That seek the sky yet fade so fast?
Even love may fail in such a case,
But for God’s eternal grace.
That’s the truth of man, you see,
As shown by just one look at me.
Yet who is worthy to throw that stone?
No one… No, not one…
Oh, for that time, not long ago,
When love seemed pure as fallen snow,
And friends would flock at every call
To lend a hand and give their all.
What I would give for that again!
Oh, what I would give…
— Words and music copyright September 2016, Kirby Lee Davis