Children are a sight to see
In the winter time.
Fun and games in the snow,
Priceless homemade sleds they tote
Up those treacherous hills;
Just to coast back down again,
Oh! those winter thrills!
Round and round the lake they skate
Blades all sparkling bright;
What fun it is to slip and slide,
Ooh! - feel that icy bite!
Through the air those snowballs fly
Splattering here and there;
Just to be rolled up again
And thrown without a care!
Winter holds fun of a special kind
Touching all in a different way;
But you can bet your boots...for sure;
It's with children that winter plays!
Copyright © Kathy Grondin
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