Winter is the season when the whole world seems to go to sleep.
The weather is cold, the ground is hard, and the trees and plants seem to be dead.
Since there is little else to do, it is a time that is conducive to working hard.
There isn't much else to do, and the weather else seems to suggest that we must buckle down and do the things that we have been avoiding.
This is not a bad thing. It can very satisfying to work hard and be creative.
Creativity is part of our makeup.
Without a purpose in our lives, depression would quickly set in.
Snow is falling to the ground
Piling up in enormous mounds
School is cancelled for the day
Children run outside to play
Snowballs are thrown in the air
No one has any care
About school-only fun
Because the day is a snowy one
Snowmen are stacked very high
Their top hats almost skim the sky
To make them round they must pat
Then finish off with mittens and hat
As the weather gets cold
The children are told
To come inside and eat
Hot chocolate with a couple treats
Once the kids are done
They put on their gear for some more fun
Some of them play around
While other kids just lay on the ground
Another kid makes snow angels
Until the dog named Pokky
Ran through his masterpiece
But then the owner yelled cease
After Pokky
Ruined all the snow angels
Kids slid down the hill
‘Til they were bitten by a chill
Almost over is the day
The children start to walk away
As snow falls, so does the sun
Time to go in, the day is done
Snow is falling to the ground
Piling up in enormous mounds
School is cancelled for the day
Children run outside to play
Snowballs are thrown in the air
No one has any care
About school-only fun
Because the day is a snowy one
Snowmen are stacked very high
Their top hats almost skim the sky
To make them round they must pat
Then finish off with mittens and hat
As the weather gets cold
The children are told
To come inside and eat
Hot chocolate with a couple treats
Once the kids are done
They put on their gear for some more fun
Some of them play around
While other kids just lay on the ground
Another kid makes snow angels
Until the dog named Pokky
Ran through his masterpiece
But then the owner yelled cease
After Pokky
Ruined all the snow angels
Kids slid down the hill
‘Til they were bitten by a chill
Almost over is the day
The children start to walk away
As snow falls, so does the sun
Time to go in, the day is done