Wait, there’s-no-flake!

“I’ll catch a snowflake,” John had sung. 
To this hope, during snowstorm, he clung.
        “Look, Mom, I caught one!”
        To her did he run;
By then, all she saw was his tongue.

childfunnyironysnowwinterlimerick

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Bartholomew Williams

November 23, 2025 at 9:04 AM

Thanks, Andrea. A very fleeting instant - showing another the snowflake one has caught on his or her tongue! This is something most people who have experienced snow can relate to. I appreciate your nice comment. Very best, Bartholomew