Snow Storm
As I sit and look out the window
Everything is covered with snow
My car now looks like an igloo
And old snowmen now appear new
All the trees bend and soon begin to wilt
Every limb covered with a white powdery silt
Children are laughing upon their boisterous way
As down the hill they go on their wooden sleigh
So I go downstairs and grab our American Flyer
And get all the kids stuff back out of the dryer
All bundled up we headed back into the storm
To the logic of a parent this is not the norm
But what a day in all the joy that we had
Leaving was the only part that was kind of sad
For to this day we must now finally say goodbye
Again giving the hats and mittens a little time to dry
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