A day of forts

And winter sports

Have worn kids out

Too tired to shout

While slurping soup

Small eyelids droop

Soon sleepy heads

Retire to beds

Snowflakes battle

Windows rattle

As cold wind howls

Our brown hound growls

Come sit by fire

As flames conspire

To warn our toes

As North Wind blows

As children sleep

And snowflakes heap

We softly croon

A lover's tune

Sprawled on the floor

Two hound dogs snore

In a huddle

Kittens cuddle

And we are blessed

With night of rest

For we are warm

Despite snowstorm

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