Out my window

This poem is dedicated to a good friend of mine, Candy, who loves snowmen year round!
Her collection stays on display all year.  She says they are frozen smiles! :)

A Winter’s Day

Snow covered every blade of grass, every branch and every path,

It was like white frosting on a cake or the bubbles in a bath,

The snow was smooth and undisturbed like a freshly made bed,

A woodpecker stood out brightly with its head of pure red,

One dot of color in the landscape of white,

Wonder of wonders, what a beautiful sight,

In a warm sweater with hot cocoa, I snuggled up in a chair,

The sound of children’s laughter I heard from out there,

I gazed out my window, and it was then that I knew,

A snowman was needed to complete the winter view,

With mittens on their hands and boots on their feet,

I watched them crush the snow as they ran down the street,

They rolled a big snowball, then two and then three,

Watching how they managed to stack them was a treat to see,

Then one child found rocks that they used for the eyes,

And another lent their hat for the perfect disguise,

Small branches were placed on the sides for each arm,

And a carrot for the nose added a delightful charm,

The mouth was made of berries from a bush nearby,

And as it was completed I breathed out a big sigh,

Enjoying the sights and sounds of a winter day,

When the earth provided children a chance to play

Tammy Harvey    Written:  November 12, 2016

Looking out my front window, I have witnessed many children enjoying their day off from school while playing in the fresh fallen snow.