Watching the kids throwing snow

Balls in the cold,

Snow falling down, clapping their

Hands, joyful sounds.

Sleds and saucers, laughter rings

Through the day,

I am here as I am shown the greatest

Time a child may have.

Making a snowman come to life, snow

Angels upon the ground,

Watching their dreaming eyes wish

Upon a star, a lifetime ahead.

Like looking back in time, when the

Magic was more alive, It fades,

The greatest time is watching

Children fly with no scars to hide.

Keith Garrett