One at a time

May be tomorrow you will not find me dear, here

May be I can be water and run down the creek

May be I turn to moisture and fly up in the sky

I like to say bye when I am melting away, dear

Some time I fall with reason I come with a cold 

I will nurture your mother land to feed people

Please wait and watch for me in the summer

Please don’t try to shoveled or blow me away
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Maybe tomorrow you will not find me here, dear 

Maybe I'll become the water and run down the creek

Maybe I'll turn into moisture and fly up in the sky
I'd like to say good-bye when I am melting away, dear

Sometimes I fall for a reason and I come down with a cold
I will nurture your motherland to feed the people 

Please wait and watch for me in the summer
Please don't try to shovel or blow me away        Edited RJ