A poem for the child in all of us 🙂
when winds blow mean
snowflakes scream
as they downstream fast
when no winds niggle
snowflakes giggle
as they squiggle past
weather…or not
03 Mar 2017 22 Comments
in rhyming verse Tags: giggle, scream, snowflakes, winds
a poem in my pocket 
Mar 09, 2017 @ 21:40:16
Reblogged this on NANMYKEL.COM and commented:
Marvelously spoken!
Mar 09, 2017 @ 22:40:53
Thanks, Nan 😀
Mar 09, 2017 @ 19:42:48
Like those giggling snowflakes!
Mar 09, 2017 @ 19:41:44
In the matter of snow, I have no sense of humor–winter is not my favorite season. However, your few sweet lines make me grin, despite myself.
Mar 09, 2017 @ 19:14:26
Let the snowflakes giggle Lynn ~ Thanks for the fun poem ~
Mar 09, 2017 @ 19:12:12
This speaks to the child in me too, Lynn. I’m glad I still have that childlike appreciation that can picture snowflakes giggling. Yes, they can!
Mar 09, 2017 @ 20:11:50
😉
Mar 09, 2017 @ 17:47:03
This just snaps along, and leaves me smiling.
Mar 09, 2017 @ 18:26:21
Glad you like it!
Mar 09, 2017 @ 17:21:42
Delicious little piece -so fresh and fun too…
Mar 09, 2017 @ 18:25:28
Thanks, Scott 😊
Mar 09, 2017 @ 16:11:58
Charming write, Lynn ❤️ Love those snowflakes 🙂
Mar 09, 2017 @ 11:50:32
I like this: screaming and giggling snowflakes 🙂
Mar 09, 2017 @ 13:21:29
🙂
Mar 03, 2017 @ 20:54:07
This is so fun. Love those words–guess it’s the child in me!
Mar 03, 2017 @ 21:24:32
Me too (giggles)