Dancing
Twinkling
Glittering bright.
Flake by flake
we watched it fall.
A pretty sight,
at first.
Dreams of snowmen,
and snowball fights
I will defeat!
With Screams of glee
No School Today!
Mom now dreams of white sand
at my feet. Not the 17 inches of white snow
that almost touches my seat.
TGIF everyone!
