Snowy Morning
Frances Frost
Wake up! Hurry! Jump from bed!
Race for the window!
Press your nose against the pane!
No sun! Instead its snowing!
All the white sky blows glitter
across the drifting hill!
Get dressed! Hurry! Run for the shed!
Where's the toboggan? Where's the sled?
Plunge into whiteness, race through sky that dances,
whirls in the dizzy air!
Coast down the lovely morning,
fly with silver stars in your eyes and hair!
