When Next Snow Falls

How we love the snow!

and the spells it sprinkles,

her white shawl all aglow.

Our finger tips in crinkles

reddened at the touch,

oaking toes in wrinkles

in Wellingtons and such.

Adventures our desire,

(homework, not so much)

so out with sleds afire

high speed is expected.

Hidden holes conspire

and bums bump affected

cause laughter to resound.

These days joy confected

on freshly covered ground

will all at once rekindle

when next snow falls around.

About divilthebit

Husband/father/musician (guitar, banjo) singer/songwriter/poet, storyteller, writer (www.nuthollow.com) Irish speaker, B&B proprietor http://www.wix.com/divilthebit/teachancheoil
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