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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Winter (11/14/05)

TITLE: Snowments in Time
By Lynda Lee Schab
11/21/05


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Twas a crisp, chilly morning
When I opened my eyes
I moaned and I groaned…
I did not want to rise

I'd rather have stayed there
Snuggled up in my bed
But that wasn't an option
So I rolled out, instead.

We had guests arriving
And the house was a mess!
So today would be spent
Preparing for guests.

There were floors to be mopped
And sheets to be changed,
Carpets to vacuum,
Furniture to arrange.

There were piles of laundry
And toilets to scrub,
And I couldn't forget
The stubborn ring in the tub.

Shuffling past the window
I glanced through to outside
And when I saw what I saw
I stood there and cried.

The whole yard was covered
In three feet of snow
Oh please…not today!
No, no, no, no, no!

I closed up the curtains
And said a quick prayer
That my kids wouldn't notice
All the snow that was out there!

They'd want to go out
But I had no time for fun
Today was important -
There was work to be done!

But then - there it came…
That loud, piercing squeal,
Then I knew I had failed
My attempt to conceal.

My children all stood
By the window with glee
The only one who looked glum
Was poor, pitiful me.

They pleaded and begged
To go play in the snow
How I wanted to say
"No problem - just go!"

But they were too little
To go out alone
Which meant that my cleaning
I would need to postpone.

I sighed and gave in
To the pleas of my four.
And almost got trampled
As they ran for the door.

"Not so fast!" I called.
"Get back over here!
I need lots of help
Finding your winter gear."

We searched high and low
For the scarves and snow suits
We dug out the mittens,
The hats, and the boots.

It took a full thirty minutes
To completely get dressed,
And when we were finished
I was ready to rest.

But the kids wouldn't have it,
They dragged me outdoors,
The whole time I was thinking
About my dirty floors.

We were out for five minutes
When my youngest son, Scotty,
Tugged on my sleeve -
He had to go potty.

Right then I suspected
As I looked down at my son,
That my floors would stay dirty,
Laundry wouldn't get done.

My guests would arrive
To toilets unscrubbed
They would likely notice
The ring in the tub.

But at that single moment,
On that blustery day,
I just didn't care -
I wanted to play.

I tried not to think
Of what wouldn't get done
As I frolicked and played
With my kids - oh what fun!

We stopped to eat lunch
Then went back for more
We built a huge snowman
And a fort with a door!

Freezing and exhausted,
We finally went in,
Took off our wet clothes
And warmed up our cold skin.

I looked at the clock -
Only two hours more
Before we would hear
That knock on the door.

I went for the broom,
But saw on the way
The message light blinking
So I paused to push "play."

"So sorry, can't come…"
was all that I heard
the rest of the message
is all but a blur.

Our guests would not be
Arriving today
I was more than relieved,
Though it sounds cruel to say.

There was no need to mop
Or dust or scrub
Or tackle that ring
That still circled the tub.

But none of that mattered
I learned on that day
The important thing was
I'd gone out to play.

My house may have sparkled,
been clean and dust-free
But that can't compare
With great memories.

The dirt will still be there
As my children grow
But there won't always be
Days to play in the snow.

Now "snowments in time"
I grasp at all cost
Before moments to treasure
Forever are lost.


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dub W11/21/05
How absolutely delightful. A clip here and there but who cares, such a joy to read. I hope you send this to a publisher - Try Better Homes and Gardens. Blessings - dub
Pat Guy 11/21/05
Yep! A good one! :)
Pat Guy 11/22/05
An ammendment please, to my last comment! Yep! A really good one! ;)
Nina Phillips11/22/05
Oh how prescious..just delightful. I haven't read everyones yet--but I truly loved this (I can relate having had 4 youngins) God bless ya, littlelight
Helga Doermer11/22/05
A delightful read. My favorite: "Now "snowments in time"
I grasp at all cost"
Sandra Petersen 11/23/05
Oh, my! I woke to four inches of heavy wet snow on the ground this morning and all I could hear from my 9 year old daughter was "Go away, sun!" She, as well as these youngsters, seem to realize the transitory nature of the season's first real snowfall. Your rhyme was right on and the rhythm was vaguely reminiscient of "A Visit From Saint Nick". Excellent job!
Kevin Kindrick11/23/05
Very enjoyable to read. You are right, it is important to treasure those moments with children. Thanks for the reminder to always be willing to play.

God bless,

Kevin
Sally Hanan11/24/05
I shoud have known this was yours - you lean to the fun side of writing :) Very cute and fun.
Brandi Roberts11/24/05
Agreed, very cute, very fun! Ow, I'm being stepped on by my son. I enjoyed!
Shari Armstrong 11/24/05
Great! Making memories!
Julianne Jones11/24/05
Very enjoyable - and there's a message lurking there as well. Sigh! Should get off the computer and tend to my family. Well done.
B Brenton11/25/05
Marvelous! Just marvelous!
Karen Ward11/25/05
Clever title, lovely story, excellent message! In fact, except for the snow, this very thing happened to me yesterday! Only the people did come, and I really didn't care about the state of the house! Kids are only kids for a snowment!
Shirley Thomas11/25/05
The title drew me at first,but then the poem definitely captured me. A great job.
Debbie Sickler11/25/05
LOVED THIS!!!
Garnet Miller 11/25/05
How wonderful! I still struggle with household chores when my kids want to play in the snow or go outside. But, like you said, moments with our kids are important. We want them to have good memories of childhood!
Marilyn Schnepp 11/25/05
Excellent rythmic beat! The true beat that flows, which is rare; I loved it!
Jan Ackerson 11/26/05
Almost perfect, and as cute as can be.
Lucian Thompson11/28/05
If this is suppose to be light humor, then why did I cry?
Perhaps it was the memories of times that passed me by.
My life I did reflect as I read this sweet post,
The times I have wasted haunt me the most.
The next time the snow falls from the sky,
I will remember to play before I should die.
Okay girl, you da bomb,
Thank you so much for this moment in time.
Congradulations!!!
Linda Watson Owen11/28/05
What an absolutely delightful poem! So sweet and so true. A real winner in anyone's book! Bravo!!
Suzanne R11/29/05
Just beautiful!!!!! Congratulations!
Karen Treharne11/29/05
Always great to read your work, Lynda, and this is no exception. You have hit on the purpose of family with this wonderful poem. A blessing to read and enjoy. Congratulations on your win. Hugs, Karen
David F. Palmieri Sr. 10/01/07
Beautiful Poem...with my own children I would have cleaned first...Then...the Lord blessed me with grandchildren and a bit of wisdom...today I would go out in the snow first...then, clean, maybe?

All I can do is try to make up for the "Snowments" in time that I wasted back then...Thank You
Nancy D'Costa06/18/08
It says simply and beautifully what is important in life. May God bless us all and always with a simple and beautiful life.
- Nancy