The air is chilly, and our breath is visible in the frigid air,

Snowflakes fall from the sky as gentle, white, icy rain.

It dances in the air like a beautiful, peaceful white snare,

Covering the ground under a white, beautiful, ice-cold stain.

Everyone loves a white Christmas, and the love and joy,

People are going home for the holidays, driving far and near.

The friends call to friends in the old joyful drummer boy,

Joy echoes all across the town while school is out for the year.

We all love the White Christmas season, as the fun continues,

While it carries every day of the joyful season.