Having a mother is playing in the snow
On snowy days the cold invites you out
It calls and asks for you
You get bundled up all warm
Excited to be surrounded by
Anything and everything wonderful,
as snowy days should be
You go out with a smile on your face
But always return with frozen tears
Hot cocoa will make it all better
There is no time to sit in sadness
Snow wants you to make snowballs and
Snowmen. snow wants to have you outside.
Snow does need a purpose after all.
Snowy days need you to enjoy them, yet
Snow gives you numb fingers,
Icy breath, and a hard time lifting your heavy legs.
Snow asks for you to embrace it, whilst your face loses feeling
If you go inside hail will want to break your windows,
Snow will pile up until your entire house is under the weight of each little flake combined
The roof will cave in if you let it--
Eventually, you stop going outside.
- Author: Kaidon Foster (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 27th, 2023 08:30
- Category: Family
- Views: 5
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