Scottish Poetry Selection
- Falling Snow

This simple poem by an unknown author has been taught to children in the English-speaking world for generations! While it is probably not Scottish, it has become a part of Scottish culture as a result of frequent repetition and being taught in Scottish schools.

Falling Snow

See the pretty snowflakes
Falling from the sky,
On the wall and housetops
Soft and thick they lie.

On the window ledges,
On the branches bare,
Now how fast they gather,
Filling all the air.

Look into the garden,
Where the grass was green;
Covered by the snowflakes,
Not a blade is seen.

Now the bare black bushes,
All look soft and white,
Every twig is laden -
What a pretty sight!

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