Hello little snowflake!
Where are all your friends?
Should I expect a lot of them
before the morning ends?
I love it when you come to me
and you all fall down together,
and I get dressed to visit you,
toasty warm in cold, cold weather.
It’s fun the way you all pile up
outside in my back yard,
and I can roll you in a ball
to make a snowman, it’s not hard.
Or maybe, I will build a fort.
All my friends will come and play,
and if you plan to stay awhile,
I'll come outside every day.
Sometimes I make snow angels,
and their legs and arms look puffy,
but I can only do that
if you come down light and fluffy.
Could I ask you guys a favor?
White is fine, but nothing’s duller...
Could you all do one thing, just for me?
Come down in LOTS of colors?
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What a great idea CJ. A multi-coloured snow blanket. I'd have to order a tartan blizzard. Danny