OK…so you see the headline to this story and you can take it more ways than one. Do I mean that I’m writing for kids who are in the snow? Or do I mean that I’m writing for kids while I’m in the snow? Or is an article about writing…for kids in the snow?

Ah-ha…those are the questions, and here is my answer. This is the first day of May, and it’s only going to be in the 30’s here on Green Mountain in Colorado. And to top it off, it’s snowing like a banshee out there. (By the way, how do banshees snow?) So, the answer is…I’m writing for kids while I’m in a house that’s in the snow. How’s that for the long way around an explanation?

So…to make up for the long-winded answer I’m gonna share an important brief dissertation (I think that might be an oxymoron) about meteorological disturbances and why they occur when they do. I’m writing for kids, but you kids should make sure your parents see this. It’s called…

Ode To When It Snowed

When it snowed on the very first of May,
All the snowbirds grabbed their nests and flew away.
As they turned and looked behind…
Every creature, every kind
Had decided it was much too cold to stay…

Because May’s meant for flowers and not snow,
But those tardy snowflakes didn’t seem to know.
They kept floating through the air
Without sound and without care.
So then what could all the creatures do but go?

When the birds and the others took their flight,
They relied on what they felt and not their sight.
Days like this will come and go.
Soon the sun will melt the snow.
Yes the world may be all white, but it’s alright.

Stay tuned,

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