Snow Monkey

at a young age you move off to bed

looking out the window as the sky turns pink

even at your young age you know

there is snow in the sky .. will you.. could you

have that special day that snow day?

under your quilts you hide with but a nose to be seen

prayer on your lips snow we need more snow

waking early you race to the window

wow you squeal in glee for 20 inches of snow is to be seen

no school no school you scream dancing to the kitchen

your mother with a smile your father with a grunt

who's cleaning up this white mess

hot tea and oatmeal you can't sit still

for the inner monkey wants to play

to tumble to run a muck thru the snow

one two three small children at play

snow monkeys at play