R.M. Wright - Snowball fight

Cold dreary December day, our laughter rings out as we play.
We have a snowball fight in a parking lot as we chase each other around.
Girl dressed in black, your blond hair stick out from under your knit cap.

You hurl a snowball at me I duck back. The look in your eyes makes me laugh.
You crouch low to pack another one as I toss my snowball at you...
It falls short and you laugh back.

Girl dress in black, your blond hair sticking out of your knit cap.
You rise and take aim hurling your snowball at me as I try to hide.
Your aim straight and true, the snowball hits me atop my head.

You laugh out loud and it rings under the gray and dreary sky.
You’d make cupid blush with his arrows so small; I fell in love with you,
Because of a snowball.

Girl dressed in black, your blond hair sticking out of your knit cap.
There is no hiding the look in our eyes, we both changed this day,
Closer we became, all because of a snowball fight on dreary December day.

R.M. Wright

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