Snow is white,
Summer is green.
And in the summer I grow my beans.
Flowers and grass will not grow,
In the white and heavy snow.
My first attempt at poetry, age seven. I guess I was already thinking about being a gardener. No beans growing in this back yard right now! Weatherman says more on the way. Yippee!!
My career in poetry ended soon after this.
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...A Mental Squint 
Dear Q,
It was like magic finding this entry this morning with your poem and snowy slide. I LOVE these slides.
It’s so cozy here this morning; there’s a bit of ice and snow outside, I lit the Xmas tree while making coffee, and I’m just NOT rushing around. Isn’t this a lovely time of year?
Oh, it is a very lovely time of year. The first thing I do in the morning is walk the dog – I love making the first footprints down the sidewalk and across the park. It is so quiet, especially after a new snow. My world, at least, is at peace. It is predicted Milwaukee will be getting a few more inches in the next 24 hours. I am hoping for a ‘snow day’ (no school!! hurrah!!!) tomorrow.
Mmmmmmmm I can smell the coffee – there’s nothing like it.
Thanks for looking at the slides.
Nice! I’ve been enjoying your slide shows!
Thanks, Bobbi. It has been so much fun, making them!
I love your advent posts. My first poem:
Caroline Coldcuts.
Pork, Liver, Lamb.
Meatiest child in all the land.
Bake, fried, stewed, boiled.
Caroline Coldcuts sure is spoiled.
Yours was much better.
Oh my goodness, that is hysterical! Our young minds certainly had a funny way of thinking!