Children generally love the snow.
Adults, not so much--the shoveling,
Driving on slick roads. But those that
Are still young at heart love to see it snowing.
There are snowmen to make--or even
Sculptures if you're artistic, snow angels,
And forts from which you can make ammunition
For snowball fights, or eat icicles.
When you start getting too cold and your gloves
And coat are wet--go inside to warm up.
Your cheeks will be rosy red and hot
Chocolate with marshmallows is ready in cups.
Everywhere you look appears so
Elegant and pristine, like paintings
You can see in galleries, art museums--
And even magazines.
Pretty soon it turns to gray slush,
From cars driving around.
The previous quiet beauty in white
Is nowhere to be found
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