Snow is great when you are small You celebrate the end of fall For powdered lawns and icy roads That blessed news that school is closed Don your hat and knitted gloves That puffy coat your mother loves To adventure in the wonderland Of flakes of white like frozen sand Snow angels and tight-packed walls Make a man from rolled-up balls Catch a snowflake on your tongue Forgetting that your toes are numb And when you’re done, you come inside To curl up by the fireside With a warm quilt and hot cocoa And noses red from a day of snow But that time has come and gone And now you’re grown, and life moves on When winter comes, it brings a groan And prayers it will leave you alone Your commute makes you want to quit Drive slowly, hope that you don’t slip Pass cars flipped over in a ditch And tow trucks adding to their hitch Ugly clumps of dirty slush Adorn the streets in muck and mush Noses run and throats go dry The days are barely creeping by You’d love to curl up on your bed Your blanket wrapped around your head With chocolate treats and piping tea But you have responsibilities Drag yourself out in the cold Day after day, it’s gotten old And know that you can’t do a thing But patiently wait for the spring