Winter winds blow.
Blanket of white adorns the ground below.
It's harsh outside, but into the cold we go.
Leaving small footprints as you play,
"look mom" you say.
Making snow angels on a bright day.
Beauty and magic you bring my way.
Seasons change and so will you.
My little wonder, how I adore you.
Moments like this may go astray.
Thoughts of smiles you bring,
will never fade away.