Dreams of a Snow Day
by Elizabeth Wrobel
I close my eyes so I can dream of snowflakes falling in the night—
Oh, so many snowflakes make a blanket that sparkles so bright.
I close my eyes so I can dream of snowmen like soldiers, standing guard—
All day long protecting the fort of snowballs in my backyard.
I close my eyes so I can dream of snowflakes falling down—
I dream of snowflakes covering the streets and treetops all over town.
I open my eyes so I can see if this is the absolutely most perfect day,
With snowflakes covering the street, and a bus that’s not on its way!
About the Poet
Elizabeth Wrobel writes for both kids and adults in the Northwoods of Michigan. She’s been published in books, magazines, e-zines, and online. Her latest poems have been published in Pure in Heart Stories and The Dirigible Balloon. When she’s not writing, she’s reading and spending time with family.
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Photo Credit: “Auburn Alabama Snowman” by Thomas Cook, CC BY-SA 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons. Modified by Veronica McDonald.
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