crunch of ice under our boots
myriad animal tracks
cross the trivial path
leading from your house to mine
comparing snow people
playing hide-and-snowball-seek
freeze tag takes on a new dimension
never imagining this day could end
nor this era of life fade away
to someday less-than-vivid memories
perchance even sepia-toned dreams
laugh and play and sled and live
our winter land child days away
