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!
dancing 55....
ReplyDeletelove it..
Happy Friday!
Thanks Jingle and happy Friday to you too
ReplyDeleteI just want the roads to melt. The rest can stay, but I'm tired of sliding through intersections.
ReplyDeleteBut you don't have to shovel sand...
ReplyDeleteI hate to say this I'm going to the beach today
No snowball fight just crashing waves
Wish you could fling some sea spray at me
Happy Weekend
ha. yeah there comes a time it is just time for the snow to be done...andspring will come...i hope...smiles.
ReplyDeleteSo true. Gimme the warm sand any day over the icy cold of snow. Great 55.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you - bring on the beach!
ReplyDeleteSend it my way Jadey.
ReplyDeletewelcome sharing your poems with our poetry potluck today..
ReplyDeleteyou can link in 1 to 3 old poems or poems unrelated to our theme as first time participant, have fun.
you got talent, keep it up.
Thank you everyone
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