I woke up one morning to falling snow. Soon a cold wind began to blow.
Was I the only one in the neighborhood who didn’t see this as something good?
You see, I was raised in South Dakota. No more snow, please!!! I’ve had my quota.
I remember those days in December, or November and yes… even in September.
I wanted to make the most of those days. My friends reacted with nays not yeahs.
I walked up Courthouse Hill carrying my sled, when my friends saw me, they turned and fled.
My friends were all on the woosie side. “It’s much too cold outside,” they cried.
I was the first one to put on my skates. “Come on,” I shouted. “The ice awaits.”
Figure skaters need lots of practice. We can’t let the cold and snow distract us.
“Hurry,” I shouted. “Before the snow melts, let’s build snowmen with hats, coal eyes, and black belts.”
On snowy days my playmates became inmates. They would hide inside.
I would go home… my face in a pout, and tell my mom those kids wore me out.
One time she misunderstood what I said. She thought I was sick and sent me to bed.
When I woke up the next morning and looked out the window, expecting to see more wind and snow…
I saw the sun. It was something to behold, but in bed I stayed. I had a bad cold.
Now do you get why I’ve had enough… of bitter cold and all the white stuff?
But…if it snows more and you come to my door, and ask me to play outside I will go… and make snow angels in the snow.
I’ll skate like I’m an Olympiad, make snowballs and throw them like I’m mad not glad
Come on over and soon you will know how much I love to play in the snow
Yes, when God made me, he broke the mold…Oh wait!
I think I’m getting a cold.