Snowy Day
"Mommy. Daddy. Come quick!" shout the twins.
«Ungh-huh,» grunts my spouse as she rolls in.
«Is it morning already?»
"It's snowing. It's snowing!" giggle Sarajane and Lee.
"Look at the lawn. Look, daddy, at the tree."
«Ummm, yeah, it's falling steady.»
The twins fed and bundled, playing in the snow.
Deb and I wonder how long it will blow?
Think out loud, «yes, it's pretty.»
Traffic and work can beckon in vain.
Now it's just us and the snow and the twain.
And the silent white city.
«Ungh-huh,» grunts my spouse as she rolls in.
«Is it morning already?»
"It's snowing. It's snowing!" giggle Sarajane and Lee.
"Look at the lawn. Look, daddy, at the tree."
«Ummm, yeah, it's falling steady.»
The twins fed and bundled, playing in the snow.
Deb and I wonder how long it will blow?
Think out loud, «yes, it's pretty.»
Traffic and work can beckon in vain.
Now it's just us and the snow and the twain.
And the silent white city.
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