“There’s SNOW!” he cried, gazing out of the window,
As lazy snow flakes began to swirl and fall,
He wanted to go out to play in it–
I saw no reason to refuse–no reason at all;
And out of the hall closet I dragged
Boots, snowsuit, mittens and cap;
On went a second pair of socks
and then the snowsuit, after that.
Followed by rubber boots, one size too large,
and then mittens and a nice wooly cap.
I opened the door—
And what did we see?
The sun had melted every trace of snow;
To the crestfallen face I suggested hot cocoa,
For him to have while mom had some tea.
Sandra Lee Smith
Originally posted January 1, 2015
Updated August 24, 2018
Sandy’s footnote: we have only had snow once since moving to the high desert and that was in 2009–we had 12 inches of snow throughout the day–my grandkids built snowmen; the Antelope Valley was “snowed in” for about one day; by the second day it was gone–inspiration for “Suitably Warm” – sls