Snow on the mountaintop
Earned through the years.
Not falling from above;
Coming up from within.
Brought forth with wisdom
In the passing of time.
It is the splendor of old,
Through years of living, learning, conquering.
It is not the snow that covers the Rockies,
But the crown of glory
Upon my father’s head.
Earned through the years.
Not falling from above;
Coming up from within.
Brought forth with wisdom
In the passing of time.
It is the splendor of old,
Through years of living, learning, conquering.
It is not the snow that covers the Rockies,
But the crown of glory
Upon my father’s head.
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