Visions
Winter Fun
Thirty below zero,
a sunny day in St. Paul!
When school let out
we didn't rush home,
we played in the snow!
Children with rosy cheeks,
wet gloves from throwing snowballs,
pulling a sled with red runners
and wooden boards
over the thick blanket of snow
to the top of the hill!
Fur lined parkas and leggings,
handy for lying on the ground
to make snow angels.
Our eight foot toboggan for
use on Randolph Hill,
building snowmen.
The crisp cold air,
not making us shiver,
but numbing our bodies.
When you couldn't feel anything
halfway down your thigh,
it was time to go in.
Hot Chocolate
before a roaring fire!
Ah! Those were happy times!
a sunny day in St. Paul!
When school let out
we didn't rush home,
we played in the snow!
Children with rosy cheeks,
wet gloves from throwing snowballs,
pulling a sled with red runners
and wooden boards
over the thick blanket of snow
to the top of the hill!
Fur lined parkas and leggings,
handy for lying on the ground
to make snow angels.
Our eight foot toboggan for
use on Randolph Hill,
building snowmen.
The crisp cold air,
not making us shiver,
but numbing our bodies.
When you couldn't feel anything
halfway down your thigh,
it was time to go in.
Hot Chocolate
before a roaring fire!
Ah! Those were happy times!
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