Snow Drifts

Nine AM on a Saturday Snow drifted to the ground Making a white blanket For the kids to play The snow drifts ever so slowly Wishing the kids would come out Children’s laughter is so calming They handle the cold ever so boldly They crawl out of bed Dressing warm and eating breakfast The run out side pulling their sled Laughing and screaming Slipping and sliding As they make their way up the hill At the top they find a dollar bill They made a snowman Then slide back down As the snow drifts came down faster Flurries whipped past the snowman The kids couldn’t believe their eyes For they thought they saw him shiver They didn’t tell anyone Because adults don’t like lies