“Winter Play,” Friend, Jan. 1991, 32
Two pairs of socks, then shoes, then boots—
I’m zipped inside my blue snowsuit.
A pair of mittens, scarf, and hat—
I can’t run fast dressed up like that.
The snow’s just right to build a man
With carrot nose and sticks for hands.
I dress him up in Daddy’s hat,
Add a tie ’round his neck so fat.
I dance around him, jump, and shout,
And Mother laughs when she looks out.
Then when a chilly north wind blows,
Burns my cheeks and stings my nose,
And snowflakes start to whirl and spin,
I’m glad when Mother calls, “Come in.”