Bewilderment

The children love it when it snows

There’s wonderment indeed

A Snow Angel and frozen toes

Are almost guaranteed

They stand outside and try to catch

A snowflake on their tongue

Do one more Snow Angel to match

Yes, wintertime has sprung

How long before they try to lick

A frosted frozen pole

Most mothers know a simple trick

Warm water from a bowl

They dance about and sing and shout

They LOVE this time of year

As always, someone hollers out

“Let’s make a snowman here”

Two charcoal bricks, a carrot stick

(The eyeballs and the nose)

I take them from my husband, Rick

Cos I know where stuff goes

My husband’s humming “Silent Night”

He tries to hide his “sin”

He blasts me, yelling, “Snowball fight”

The children jumped right in

We let the children play alone

As snowflakes coat the ground

Although we both are fully grown

We’d do this all year ‘round

We ended making cardboard “sleds”

The hill out back would do

There’s bike helmets on all our heads

Yes, WE were children too