Kicking Puddles (For Frustrated Kids At Christmas)

In the middle of a muddle

Did the rain pour down

Confusing, unamusing

It did make me frown

Expecting and respecting

That the weather would play

But I can tell you all

There’s no snow today

Waiting with my letter

By the old fireplace

Words written in crayon

Belying my sad face 

But tomorrow and my sorrow

They go hand in hand

And until I see a snowflake

The world will seem quite bland

I’m listening for the glistening 

And the jingling sound

And that funny, jolly fellow

Who is red and round

I know he’s coming someday

When the snowflakes fall

So I aren’t kicking puddles 

Till it’s white for all 

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