This season has been all but white;
Winter glows in sunny light.
Frosty air is all that’s found-
Leaving kids in broken frowns.
Wishes of crisp snow to pack,
Crunching in each hurried track.
Thoughts of snowmen built too high,
Though the ground seems all too dry.
Tonight kids will lay to sleep,
Not dreaming of presents piled deep.
Minds embedded in bodies of snow;
Sparkling and glimmering with continuous glow.
As morning dawns and little minds adjust,
Built up excitement comes out in a gust.
The racket of feet running in hurried sweeps,
Finding the tree with presents stacked steep.
Behind the tree something catches their eye-
Shimmering diamonds falling from the sky!
Gracefully floating at a steady pace,
T’was a miracle only Santa could face!
Thrill swelled up and began to grow,
Throwing on mittens as they run into the snow.
Snow fights and snowmen, laughter and fun;
Tired as ever but the days just begun.
Never ending smiles with icy lips of blue,
Getting colder and warmer with every snowball they threw.
Parents plead and beg for a warm, heated break;
Sought out to lose with worthy fun at stake.
The chilly sun sets and all play goes quiet,
Kids unwind from the blissful snow riot.
Whether or not more snow shall be sent;
A wonderful snowy Christmas was perfectly spent.
Winter glows in sunny light.
Frosty air is all that’s found-
Leaving kids in broken frowns.
Wishes of crisp snow to pack,
Crunching in each hurried track.
Thoughts of snowmen built too high,
Though the ground seems all too dry.
Tonight kids will lay to sleep,
Not dreaming of presents piled deep.
Minds embedded in bodies of snow;
Sparkling and glimmering with continuous glow.
As morning dawns and little minds adjust,
Built up excitement comes out in a gust.
The racket of feet running in hurried sweeps,
Finding the tree with presents stacked steep.
Behind the tree something catches their eye-
Shimmering diamonds falling from the sky!
Gracefully floating at a steady pace,
T’was a miracle only Santa could face!
Thrill swelled up and began to grow,
Throwing on mittens as they run into the snow.
Snow fights and snowmen, laughter and fun;
Tired as ever but the days just begun.
Never ending smiles with icy lips of blue,
Getting colder and warmer with every snowball they threw.
Parents plead and beg for a warm, heated break;
Sought out to lose with worthy fun at stake.
The chilly sun sets and all play goes quiet,
Kids unwind from the blissful snow riot.
Whether or not more snow shall be sent;
A wonderful snowy Christmas was perfectly spent.
Author notes
This poem is based off of a year that was unusually dry for Maine. When I woke up in the morning, there was snow, and I spent all day outside playing in it.
A contest entry
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Comments
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What a beautiful Christmas memory. Nothing is better than a white Christmas. Thanks for your entry.
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Yes!
Save this one out too! That makes 2 -
This is beautiful! Great write...Thank you so much for entering and best of luck to you
Great write!!!
Leslie -
what a wonderful dedication to childish innocence this would make it makes me chuckle at the imagery of small children rushing out the door in 5 layers of clothes to throw snowballs at eachother its just so sweet lol
i like it -
This one
This one for sure is a good reader for a crowd -
aww that's cute. sounds like it would be fun. normal christmas! actually gae me the visual image
good job and keep writing. laterz
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Still I get a kick
I still get a kick out of this poem. Well we have snow now that's for sure. Must be plenty of outside fun going on. So I heard your working on the anthology. I'm looking forward to comming in to see the progress. Have you written anything new lately? I keep popping in from time to time to see. -
Great Thought
Very nicely done. Descriptive! Great to read. Makes me kinda like the snow here.
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A Fun Read
Ahhh... the sound of rhym. Music to my mind. You make me laugh with {icy blue lips and parents plead} This is a wonderfully fun poem to read. I will look fwd. to reading your books of poetry while I sit in the old folks home one day. And I torment the young nurses. {chuckles} Ned-

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Your choice of "wintery" words in this piece was fantastic. I like this poem alot.
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This is a lovely poem you have penned about winter, your rhythm and rhyme flowed beautifully throughout the entire poem good luck in my contest
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