There are reasons why we have mixed feelings about the snow. Snow is pretty (until it blocks the driveway, holds up traffic, stops the mail delivery). Snow is ugly when it’s so high you can’t see above it, when it melts and then refreezes, when it traps your car . . especially with you in it.

But to the kids snow is always beautiful. Not only to look at and to play in, but to thank for a day . . or maybe many days . . at home and free from school.

I wrote about that a few years ago, I think,  for Looking Back magazine.
Here it is:

Snow Vacation

I remember mornings
When the window panes were white
With snow that fell and frosted
Into crystals overnight,
And mother calling up the stairs
“There’ll be no school today”
And then the rush to all decide
What we should do . . and play.

First, I’m sure, there were some chores,
And then began the fun.
Rook was great, and Authors too,
But when those games were won
We set up for Monopoly,
A game we loved to play
And it’s well named because it did
Monopolize our day.

We popped some corn,
And as we munched
The scent began to rise
Of peanutbutter fudge our Mom
Had cooked for a surprise.
Oh what carefree hours we spent
Because we didn’t know
When we grew up we’d be the ones
To shovel all the snow.

– Doris Markland

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Kathy
    Jan 02, 2014 @ 15:42:59

    Charming, charming! And sooooo true!


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