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(Only point I want to make is that I made sure my son was okay and warm before I wrote this poem.)
The child can barely walk
Toddler legs still growing
Unable to find footing
But strong enough to move
Following the falling crystals
With an open mouth
Tongue stretching for a taste
Of crisp and chilly snow
At times he stops his chase
Bending down for easy prey
Letting excitement push him down
To the point of no return
Little face embraced by snow
A shock of bitter pain
Rushing to the warmth of home
Still chewing on his mouthful of snow
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I remember being so excited by snow and also trying to get a taste of it. So thank you for a fond memory!
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It was a highlight of the water.
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Fun poem. Brings back memories.
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What a cute poem, and a fun way to remember an incident from childhood.
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