The best thing about snow
In my hands is a tiny ball of snow
I imagine a snowman
Rolling on the floor
Tumbling over and over
Like the biggest roll-over ever
And his stomach making
A rumbling sound.
I imagine him laughing a lot
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Like Santa laughs when he slides
Down the chimney
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Knowing his reindeer are waiting for him
On a roof top full of Snow.
I imagine a snowman
Rolling on the floor
Tumbling over and over
Like the biggest roll-over ever
And his stomach making
A rumbling sound.
I imagine him laughing a lot
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Like Santa laughs when he slides
Down the chimney
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Knowing his reindeer are waiting for him
On a roof top full of Snow.
This poem is copyright (©) Fran Bridger 2025

About the Writer
Fran Bridger
Frances lives on Exmoor and always writes a poem for the local Exmoor News. She has been published in Mslexia, the Parrakeet Magazine and the Dirigible Balloon. In response to a relative's death during covid she published a book of poems to raise funds for Marie Curie. Much of her poetry reflects the environment, wildlife, farming, and nature.