Mary Ann Hoberman

Snow

Here are two very early poems. The first one was made up for my children when they were tiny – three of them under five! Each time it snowed, we chanted it together. Years later I wrote it down and put it in a book. The second is ice-skating the way I experienced it, before indoor rinks and global warming.

SNOW

Snow
Snow
Lots of snow
Everywhere we look and everywhere we go
Snow on the sandbox
Snow on the slide
Snow on the bicycle
Left outside
Snow on the steps
And snow on my feet
Snow on the sidewalk
Snow on the sidewalk
Snow on the sidewalk
Down the street.

From: HELLO AND GOOD-BY, illustrated by Norman Hoberman (Little, Brown & Co., Boston, 1959). Also in THE LLAMA WHO HAD NO PAJAMA, illustrated by Betty Fraser (Browndeer Press, Harcourt, 1998)

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