Every winter when I was young,
We'd listen to the weather reports
To see if school was closed. If so,
We'd have fun with our neighbors.
We'd make snow angels, build
Snowmen--or if we were artistic,
A snow Santa. We'd build snow
Forts, our planning was strategic.
We'd have hilarious snowball
Fights, boys against girls--
Not caring who won battles, just
Having fun together in our snowy world.
Some would make snow ice cream--
That was always a treat. Taking
Turns being pulled on a sled, we
Had no nearby hills for sliding.
Breaking off icicles and seeing
Whose was longer. Making tracks
In the snow, because we could--making
Others squeal putting snow down their backs.
Then, when we were tired, cold,
And wet, our mom's would call
Us in to dry out and get warm. When I
Was young and there was deep snow fall.
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