Giving Thanks (inspired by)

Thanks be to God, Father, Son and Spirit, for the abundance of good things he pours on His children.
We are but few, but His blessings are many.

Saturday, November 22, 2014

snowman brother

One cold day in a hot tub
A boy sat with his mother
He splashed and played and had a ball,
Our funny little brother

He liked to break the icicles
And hold them in his hand
But every single time they melted!
He couldn't understand

“I want to make my hands get cold!”
He cried, and raised them high
“You're body's warm,” his mother said,
“That won't work if you try.”

So out he climbed, despite the snow,
And he ran into the grass
“Get back here you!” his mother yelled,
“And no more of your sass!”

The boy ran fast, “I must get cold!”
And so he lay right down,
“A smoking angel! Look!” He saw
Steam rising from the ground

“Hurry, boy, you'll freeze out there!”
Mom yelled; he rolled his eyes
The boy stood up, the wind blew hard,
And then, to his surprise,

His foot was stuck, there in the snow
His hands were turning blue,
His bathing suit and knees froze stiff,
Oh now what could he do?

“Mom,” he yelled, or at least, he tried,
But his mouth was frozen tight
“Mmmm” he whimpered, and “mmm” again
and “mmm” again all night

Now in our yard, with hat and scarf,
There stands our snowman brother,
And in his hand he holds a sign:
“Kids, please mind your mother.”

And when my friends come over,
And they ask, “what is that thing?”
I say, “Oh, that's my sassy brother,
he's in in timeout 'til spring.”

– Emily Cook 11/21/14

  • illustrated by Seth Cook