Snowing Poem by Donna Saphier

It's snowing, it's snowing
Lets run outside
Build a snowman
I screamed and cried

I ran in the garden
But started to slip
The floor was so icy
I did a back flip

So building poor Frosty
Just didn't stand a chance
For I was so cold
That I started to dance

I ran back inside
Without breaking my neck
I didn't build a snowman
But, hey, what the heck

I'll have a log wait now
For snow on the floor
But I promise a snowman
Right next to my door.