Dressed in White



Dressed in White


Dressed in white

on a winter’s night

as children gather


Snowflakes descend

it seems without end

until green is no longer



Excited they play

on an ivory day

until snowman

and snow forts are built

They run

and have fun

until the day’s done

when limbs are so tired

they wilt!


This describes our winter “snow days” in the country.  Homeschooling would be set aside while the children played nonstop…until they heard the front porch dinner-bell ringing.

Snow Day Blessings ~ Wendy


18 thoughts on “Dressed in White

  1. This filled me with so much warmth . ..just the thought of the kids playing non-stop, until they were happily tired and hungry! So wonderful . .thank you, dear Wendy, and God bless you!


    1. Thank you, Alison! I also have memories of numb toes and fingers that tingled until they hurt, once I went in the house to warm up… My kids faces would get so red and cold – I remember feeling the coldness against my skin as I hugged them. I just love chubby toddlers’ faces! Enjoy their soft faces because they grow up so fast…
      Blessings dear friend ~ Wendy xo


  2. Wow, pretty as the snow often is, I’m thanking God for “just rain” here–so that I can get to the store and back! God bless you and your family abundantly–love, Caddo


    1. I’m glad to hear that you don’t have to walk in it, Caddo! Ours is being washed away by rain. My favorite time for it to snow is on a Friday night when the fridge is full, and no one has to go anywhere!
      Blessings to you dear friend ~ Wendy xo


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