Snow, how it sparkles in the morning light,
Children playing from morning \'til night.
Snowmen range from a pile of snow to a 4ft. masterpiece.
Snowball fighting, until parents make peace.
Little ones, seeing snow for the first time,
Giggling. Laughing, happy as a lime.
When the children start to shiver,
Hot Cocoa is ready, Frozen is the River.
Skaters are out, on the ice.
Children playing hockey, even in their boots it is nice.
Snowmobiles are out, heading towards all places.
Pile in! until there\'s no space!
Riding and bumping along,
We reach a store, not far so long.
We head inside, not knowing what to expect,
Each a hot cocoa, we select.
Puzzles line the table, for minutes of fun.
Before you know it, the day is done.
In the morning when you wake,
You look at daybreak,
There is no snow, no pine or children playing.
Then you know, it was just memories portraying.