Snow Play
    Footnotes

    “Snow Play,” Friend, Jan. 1987, 17

    Snow Play

    Last night while I was sleeping,

    The wind called loud and bold.

    And snowflakes tumbled to the earth;

    The world grew white and cold.

    When morning came, I stretched and yawned

    And jumped right out of bed.

    I donned my boots and overcoat;

    A cap went on my head.

    Still pulling my wool mittens on,

    I marched into the snow—

    I was a fearless traveler,

    Stepping high and low.

    I crossed the highest mountains;

    I swam the widest seas.

    I hunted in the jungles

    And climbed the tallest trees.

    I made a snowman army—

    We had a snowball fight!

    The yard was full of footprints;

    The snow was sun-blink bright.

    When mother saw my snowmen,

    “Who built all these?” asked she.

    And then she spied my bright red nose

    And guessed that it was me!