I'm like a little kid. Since snow was predicted I Keep peeking out the window to See whether it has arrived. I don't understand my fixation With snow. I don't like driving in it, or Shoveling it, or even playing In it. But I delight in watching the flakes Flutter down to cover the ground. Yes! I see the lawn is coated now. The roofs are powdery and the Trees are frosted. It's a Currier and Ives scene for Sure. It's a light-the-fireplace day. With the bitter cold the white wintry Blanket will stay awhile. As a school girl I hoped for them. As a teacher I prayed for them. And as a stay at home grandma I Still love those snow days. |