A little girl stands on a snowy hill' and watches clouds roll by She sees a bunny, a frog and a bird For imagination has captured her eye
A young boy stares up the same snowy hill His mind full of sledding and speed He imagines the dangers of trolls and war For his imagination, too, has been freed
The boy begins the long trek up the hill Dragging his sled on a rope His mother has warned of the dangers involved But his heart is now full of hope
The girl sees him coming, a smile fills her face She is swinging her hair in her zest She buries her hands in the snow at her feet And clutches the snow to her breast
The boy meets the girl, near to the top She closes one eye in a wink He blushes and thinks of sweet things to say She hatches her plan in a blink
A massive snowball thrown right in his face Knocks the young boy back on his sled As he started to slide he reaches out his hand Caught her dress and then 'full speed ahead'
Head over heels they tumbles away moving faster the pair fairly flew Boots, hats and gloves were thrown free Then coats were ripped from the two
When they slid to a stop, the pair lay in shock Then she giggled and he laughed aloud She climbed to her feet, saw he'd ripped off her dress In her panties and socks she stood proud
The next day at school they passed in the hall This time is was he who would wink She giggled and as a blush filled her face He whispered, "Your face, like your panties, is pink."
