Oh CJ, this is priceless!! It brings back memories of youth, and parents who got down on hands and knees and crawled into their kids' snow playhouses. Do parents do that anymore?? I love it!

Peace. Joyce

great job--i like those houses and beds you don't have to clean or make up. thanks for sharing and for your kind words as always

Ah, the days of building igloos seem a nineteen eternity ago. I never see kids building them now. But through reading this delightful poem, I indulged a bit of childhood memory frolic.

Regards
Dai

I love this one a kids dream............ Beautiful work CJ!!!

Loved this write CJ, I love your imagination! You've transported me back to a time when winters were simple and fun, the time of childhood. We couldn't wait for snow to come, so we could build snowmen and build our own igloos. Up early, eat a big breakfast, drink hot chocolate, bundle up to where all you could see was each others eyes peeking through the scarves, and build away. We would stay out and play until mommy would finally have to make us come in and warm, and back out we would go again. Ah snow and a kid, nothing like it. No worries about driving on it, going to work, power outages, no...just fun in it! Ah, snow...we've not seen much of it this year...maybe two inches! It is supposed to snow tomorrow, I'll believe it when I see it...Again CJ, you've given a chance to relive a wonderful memory through your wonderful poetry. You're a gem my friend....
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling

A good poem and story from start to finish. Really enjoyed this and the memories that stirred in me when I read it.

you write wonderful children poems that adults can also enjoy ...

I so enjoy the rhyme and rhythm of your superb poems, CJ!

I love this...

Oh what memories you bring back CJ~ This is too wonderful! My brothers and sisters and I would all compete with each other, trying to make the best snow houses we could! After the plows finished our mile long drive, they would deposit the mounds of snow at the end. Our snowhouses, sometimes were 10 feet high! Quite dangerous, now that I think back!
Enjoyed the poem and the memories it sparks!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~

Another clever poem, CJ. Your imagination is limitless! Loved the picture, though I'm not sure about living in a house of snow! :)

God Bless
Much love
Lena

CJ...why it is that the children snow hoses don't seems to be cold?
It is because they warm it up with their smiles?
A very fine poem.
...and thaks.

I can remember my oldest boy making these snow houses. Where does the time go?

Love this poem CJ and the photo...I have one like it with two of my grandchildre peeking out

Carole

I loved snowhouses as a child, and I love your poem!

I can imagine the love snug within that snowhouse!

Oh how it would be nice to be young again,Such imagination,all fun,
Loved it,
Michael

Unless you come to Me as little children, you cannot enter within... How appropriate your poem is.

Incredible that children built an igloo. Must be quite dripping in there. Great imagination JC. Victor

Wonderful write and pic, CJ; full of fun and charmful innocence. Ah, to be young again...*sighhhhhhhh*

Very well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

The other day, Karla and myself got in a snowball fight, even with my being on two crutches! (I won! *giggle*) We had an inch of snow the other day here in Texas, and we had a ball! :)

You're a wonderful poet. I enjoy reading your children's poems and love the images they contain.

Mastering rhyme, rhythm, meter and the wonderment of a child all in one poem is difficult. Time and time again you have shown your ability to manage all of them. Another step toward your Poet Laureateship.
loveya
Rusty

CJ,

This captures the wonder and excitement of childhood. You make me smile with these delightful writes...hopefully, Texas won't get THAT much snow!! LOL Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.