Falling Doves Have you ever noticed how The first snow of the season Is so peaceful? It makes everyone just look around And smile Snow is a magical thing It makes people realise there's still good Evil doesn't always triumph Kids run outside to make angels Or have a snowball fight Or go sledding down the steepest hill Teens go back to being young Being amazed that the world Can be so white and clean Adults go back to childhood Remanice in the memories Of a forgotten yesterday When I look at the first snow I sometimes don't think at all Or maybe I just can't think of anything Except how peaceful it all looks I think about how the world Looks... just perfect Like someone mighty sprinkled Powdered sugar over a town of porcelein People do only good And the world is nice For one night For that first snow of the season