Sheila Kathryn Barrera Poet Free verse

Snow In the Kitchen

She's never seen snow
living in Florida
but every once in awhile
her mother throws her a snowball.
Splat! Right in the face

Mom gets out the blender
puts in the ice
runs the thing
until the ice is dead
but in its place
is the perfect thing
for her daughter's face.

She scoops it out
balls it up
sometimes they toss it 
back and forth
till it falls apart
into snow
all over the floor.

Never underestimate
the love
of a mother
in teaching her daughter.

It can be fun
having a snowstorm 
in the kitchen!

SKB

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Carrie Richards November 6, 2008 at 3:14 PM What a great story! What a wonderful mother, with a fun sense of humor. Reminds me of my mom, who, when I was a little girl, and we lived in the country.No trick or treating in our neighborhood at Halloween. I was disappointed.So she put a blanket over her head, ran outdoors around to the front door and rang the bell.I got all excited..ran to the door..and there was my mom!That's a great way to be..a fun mom! A nice memory in your poem, for whoever is the child that has a mom like that!~ Carrie