Last Of Snow Days? (eight)

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“In winter, I plot and plan.
In spring, I move”
Henry Rollins

Last Of Snow?

“Through the woods and into Grandmother’s house we go,
Walking is very, very, slow,
Oh, there is so much snow!
The hard wind blows,
Cheeks are starting to glow,
In the colour, of a tomato,
But toe, to toe
We all step in a row,
Wishing soon, to be in front of a stow!”