Snow on the hill sparkles in the sun.
A perfect blanket ready for fun.
The children all run out to play.
See the first prints of the day.
Snowballs, snowmen and snow forts too.
Imagination has breakthroughs.
Now the hill has no fresh snow.
The clouds will deliver what they owe.
Fluffy flakes fall from the sky.
The children laugh and reach up high.
Snowflakes on their nose and tongue.
Melting underneath the sun.
Red cheeks and a red nose.
Freezing fingers and freezing toes.
Leave the hill for warmth inside.
It will be there for the next time.