God Bless My Mittens Poem by Charlotte Ballard
God Bless My Mittens
In the cold and in the rain
When it storms and
when he complains
When the sun is up, and
When the moon is down.
When my breath freezes
Before I get out the door
Or when the sweat runs
Down my face on a five mile jog.
God bless my mittens
Cozier than kittens
Warmer than fur
Slicker than the ice
Caked on diamonds
Of a chain-link fence.
God bless,
God bless,
God bless me and my mittens.
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