I’m in a daze

Thinking about snow days

Powder and flakes

Falling from the sky

Hot chocolate and cakes

And baking pies

Making a snowman

For breakfast pancakes in a pan

Snow ball fight

That lasts all night

Today I’m thinking about tomorrow

And how the snow will flow

There’s just one problem

That makes me glum

What makes me fret

They haven’t called a snow day yet.