This file includes Winter, Snow, Snowmen, Mittens, Winter ABC's, December, January, February. Also see Seasons and Winter Sports (including sledding and snow angels).
(Many of the page toppers on this page were compiled by Jean Gifford.
They are for free distribution only.)
(Hal Borland)
To see a hillside white with dogwood bloom
is to know a particular ecstasy of beauty,
but to walk the gray Winter woods and find
the buds which will resurrect that beauty in
another May is to partake of continuity.
(Jack Prelutsky)
I do not mind you, Winter Wind
when you come whirling by,
to tickle me with snowflakes
drifting softly from the sky.
I do not even mind you
when you nibble at my skin,
scrambling over all of me
attempting to get in.
But when you bowl me over
and I land on my behind,
then I must tell you, Winter Wind,
I mind . . . I really mind!
(Douglas Florian)
Frozen toes
Runny nose
Sloppy slush
Holiday crush
15 below
Shoveling snow
Leafless trees
Cough and sneeze
Shorter day
Less time to play
Salt-spreading tractors
Windchill factors
Winter is slow.
(Rea Williams)
Though wind may blow and snow may drift
While frost 'round grass will rime,
I have no desire to go in search
Of some far away warmer clime.
Bare trees form patterns of delicate lace,
Sycamores are stark and white,
My mulberry tree abloom with birds
And cedars with berries are bright.
My feathered friends are gathered near,
Those who chose to stay,
To cheer me on through dull drab days
And chase winter's blues away.
They come to my feeder each winter day
to enjoy the tasty fare
With flashing color and cheerful song
Their love and joy to share.
A fire burns brightly on my hearth,
While frost jewels sparkle and glow,
So I ignore the howling wind
And watch the swirling snow.
I don't envy those who leave
Their homes to search in vain
For love and warmth I have right here
As I wait for spring again.
Where did you get that little red nose?
Jack Frost kissed it, I suppose.
He kissed it once, he kissed it twice.
Poor little nose, it's as cold as ice.
(Compiled by Denny Davis)
A - abundance of snow, absolutely beautiful, amazing fun, Arctic weather, awesome
B - Brrr, boots, blizzard, below zero, beautiful scenery, blankets, bundled up
C - cold, Christmas, chilly, coats, cocoa, coughing, cozy, coasting
D - December, drifts, dashing through the snow, delicate patterns of frost, dressing warmly
E - earmuffs, energy, entertaining, enjoyment, enthusiasm, excitement
F - February, freezing, fireplace, Frosty, fabulous fun, frost, first snowfall, fairyland
G - gliding on the ice, gloves, gleeful, glowing
H - hot chocolate, holidays, hockey, hat, Hanukkah, happiness, hearth
I - ice, icicles, ice skating, ice hockey, igloo
J - January, jingle bells, Jack Frost, jacket, joyful
K - kids, kinfolk, Kris Kringle
L - luge, lovely landscape, layers of clothing, leather jacket
M - mittens, memories, muffler, magnificent, magical, Merry Christmas, Mother Nature at her loveliest
N - New Years, nature's glory, north wind
O - old-fashioned fun, oodles of _____, ordinary day, outdoors, overshoes
P - peaceful, penguins, perfection, poinsettia, polar bears, pop corn
Q - quiet, quite ____, quilts
R - rabbit hunting, reflection, remarkable, rituals
S - snow, snow flakes, snowman, snow angel, skiing, sledding, shivering, sleigh rides, snow day, snowball fights, shoveling snow
T - toboggan, thrills, togetherness, traditions
U - unbelievable, unforgettable
V - very ____, vigor, visiting
W - windchill, winter wonderland, whiteness, weather
X - eXcitement, eXtraordinary, Xmas, eXuberance
Y - yippee, young-at-heart, yule log
Z - zero degrees, zesty, zippy
Thumbs in thumb place,
fingers all together.
This is the song
we sing in mitten weather.
Doesn't matter whether
they're made of wool or leather.
Thumbs in the thumb place,
fingers all together
Is there anything nicer
Than red woolly mittens
As fluffy and soft
As a blanket of kittens?
Red mittens to keep
My hands warm as toast
On cold winter days
When I skate or coast.
Thirty days hath September, April, June, and November. All the rest have thirty-one . . . except for February which has 28 and January which has about 973.
January sparkles.
January's bold.
January huffs and puffs.
January's cold.
(Leland B. Jacobs)
January opens
The box of the year
And brings out days
That are bright and clear.
And brings out days
That are cold and gray,
And shouts, "Come see
What I brought today!"
(N. M. Bodecker)
When skies are low
and days are dark,
and frost bites
like a hungry shark,
when mufflers muffle
ears and nose,
and puffy sparrows
huddle close--
how nice to know
that February
is something purely
temporary.
(Sara Teasdale)
I stood beside a hill
Smooth with new-laid snow,
A single star looked out
From the cold evening glow.
There was no other creature
That saw what I could see--
I stood and watched the evening star
As long as it watched me.
(Many of these page toppers were compiled by Jean Gifford. They are for free distribution only.)
(Marie Louise Allen)
Snow makes whiteness where it falls.
The bushes look like popcorn-balls.
The places where I always play
Look like somewhere else today.
(Helen Moore)
Snow jacket, snow boots
Snow pants, snow suits,
Snowflakes, snowstorm--
Snow is cold, but we feel warm.
(Bill Morgan Jr.)
Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
(Kay Hoffman)
A fresh snowfall in winter
Always brings my heart delight
When I waken in the morning
To a wonderland of white.
No pathway leading here or there
To mark the hurried pace,
Just fragile etchings in the snow
That wayward branches trace.
How cozy rests each little home
Knee-deep in drifts of snow;
Smoke curling up from chimneys
Adds to the friendly glow.
Fir trees don a regal look
In lavish ermine wrap;
Lampposts too, wear winter's best
White muffler and top hat.
Our little town so peaceful is
A wonderland of white,
A picture postcard sent from God
To bring our hearts delight.
(Karla Kuskin)
Under my hood I have a hat
And under that
My hair is flat.
Under my coat
My sweater's blue,
My sweater's red.
I'm wearing two.
My muffler muffles to my chin
And round my neck
And then tucks in.
My gloves were knitted
By my aunts.
I've mittens too
And pants
And pants
And boots
And shoes
With socks inside.
The boots are rubber, red and wide.
And when I walk
I must not fall
Because I can't get up at all.
(Isla Paschal Richardson)
I watched a little snowflake
Come sailing from the sky,
It played a joke on me when
It fell right in my eye!
Another little snowflake
Came dancing toward the south,
It looked at me a minute . . .
Then landed in my mouth!
They seemed like little fairies
Upon a holiday,
Just out for fun and frolic
and asking me to play!
(Torrey Miller)
High above,
on clouds' soft bed,
the angels shake their wings . . .
To shed the shroud
of wint'ry sleep
that peaceful dreaming brings.
A quiet hush
of gossamer
floats gently all around . . .
As downy snow
from angel wings
falls softly to the ground.
I like to walk on fresh fallen snow
The kind that whispers and speaks.
It sings a song as I walk along
With crackles and crunches and squeaks.
Star light, star bright,
wish upon a star tonight.
Let it snow and snow all night,
so school's let out by morning light.
(Solveig Paulson Russell)
Last night while I was sleeping
The snow came softly down
And slipped on all the shrubbery
A shining snowflake gown.
I guess that every little bush
Felt startled with surprise
To find itself a cotton plant
On opening up its eyes.
Someone in the sky last night
Had an awful pillow fight,
And when I woke today I found
All the feathers on the ground.
See the snowflakes dance around.
See the snowflakes touch the ground.
See the snowflakes in the air.
See the snowflakes everywhere!
(Patricia Hubbell)
Fall has fallen
Winter rises.
Now's the time
For cold surprises.
Icicles' long pointed noses,
Flakes like daisies, diamonds, roses.
Snow up to the windowsill
And everything so very still.
(Eve Merriam)
Quiet,
so quiet
without a sound
Floating,
falling
to the ground
Snowflake feathers
from snow-white birds
Snow is a poem
without any words.
(Aileen Fisher)
Snow has magic
in its touch.
It makes the world
change very much;
it bends the hands
of spruces low
with fluffy mittens
full of snow;
it turns the road
and house and yard
into a great big
Christmas card.
(James Stephens)
In the wintertime we go
Walking in the fields of snow,
Where there is no grass at all,
Where the top of every wall,
Every fence and every tree,
Is as white as white can be.
Pointing out the way we came,
Every one of them the same.
All across the fields there be
Prints in silver filigree,
And our mothers always know,
By the footprints in the snow,
Where it is the children go.
Jackets and sweaters
Stockings and boots
Snug hats and mittens
Warm woolen suits.
All bundled up
And ready to go
Out of the house
To play in the snow.
Although I feel clumsy
In all of these clothes
I am so happy
Whenever it snows!
Install snow tires
Drive south
Continue until you see palm trees
Apply brakes and sunscreen
I like the days in winter
when paths are packed with snow
and feet make creaky footsteps
wherever footsteps go,
and I like days in winter
when snow lies soft and deep
and footsteps go so quietly
you'd think they were asleep.
I rolled and tumbled in the snow,
In my fun and play.
I was white from head to toe,
A cold and wintry day.
I made a tunnel to the tree,
Round and very low.
Pictures every one could see,
I drew upon the snow.
(Beverly J. Anderson)
Snowflakes softly falling,
coasting on the hills,
Children building snowmen,
sharing Winter thrills.
Skaters on the ice pond,
dressed in outfits bright,
Lacy fir and pine trees--
such a lovely sight.
Drifts along the roadside,
frosted windowpanes,
Fence posts capped in ermine,
lining country lanes.
Crystal brooks and streamlets,
fairyland delight,
World of glistening beauty
blanketed in white.
Purple shadows lengthening,
moonlight on the snow,
Families snug and cozy
'mid the hearth fires' glow,
Fellowship and laughter,
happiness sublime,
Many joys to cherish
when it's wintertime.
(Robert Frost)
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
The little horse much think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely and dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
On a black page make the border with thin sticker strips or very thin strips of paper (lilac, purple or metallic silver or pastel) You can mix the colors or use all of one color. You will have two strips on each side of the page with less than an inch between the two strips. The outside strip all around should be about 3/4 of an inch from the edge (just enough so you can put the word 'winter' with white ABC stickers above the top one). The strips cross each other in the corners--if you use more than one color you will need to decide how to interweave them.
Cut two white and two purple or lilac diamonds out of paper. Put one white one at the top left and one at the bottom right. The points should overlap the border but the corner of the border should still show--in other words most of the diamond will be inside the borders. Next put the purple or lilac diamonds overlapping the white ones--ever how much looks good to you. Then on each purple diamond put a winter tree sticker.
(See also Christmas Pages.)
Cut a 5 or 6 inch circle out of light blue paper. Cut two more circles the same size as the first (one white, one black). You will use half of the black circle to make the base of the snow globe. Put the straight side of the half circle along the bottom edge of the page. Lap the light blue globe over it so that it looks right to you. The white circle will form the snow. Cut across it with a slightly wavy motion so you end up one piece that is 1/3 of the circle. Match the curved bottom of the snow to the bottom edge of the snow globe. Set a snowman die-cut or sticker on the snow. Make some white paper punch dots and adhere at random on the globe so they look like snow.
Variations:
Make the circle smaller and use a snowman sticker.
Tilt the snow and use the skier die-cut.
Use snowflake stickers instead of white dots.
Make a base using two narrow strips of brown paper with the corners rounded.
Something to think about: Where does the white go when the snow melts?
Something else to think about: How does the guy who drives the snowplow get to work in the morning?
back to top of pageA chubby little snowman had a carrot nose.
Along came a bunny and what do you suppose?
That hungry little bunny, looking for his lunch,
Ate that little snowman's nose--Nibble, Nibble, Crunch!
(© Dean Farnell)
Well you'll never believe it but me and the wife
made a snowman and he came to life.
We'd gone to bed like we'd always done before
then at ten to 12 he knocked on our door.
He said you made me with no clothes you see
I'd like you to spare my dignity
You may well think that this seems daft
but could I borrow a coat and scarf.
I said you're having a laugh
a snowman who wants a coat and scarf.
Now go away this can't be real
too much sherry in my head I feel.
He said come on me old mate its Christmastime
it's all too short this life of mine.
My feet are like ice and I'm freezing cold
as a snowman I never get the chance to grow old.
Its all right for you in your nice warm house
with your gorgeous wife and your cozy couch.
But what about me I'm as cold as ice
all alone in this snow and that's not nice.
I just want to be warm because I don't have long
and in the morning I'll have gone.
So don't just stand there have a heart
and lend your snowman a coat and scarf.
Once there was a snowman
who stood outside the door,
Thought he'd like to come inside
and run around the floor.
Thought he'd like to warm himself
by the fire so red,
So he called the north wind,
"Help me now I pray."
"I'm completely frozen
standing here all day."
So the north wind came along
and blew him in the door,
Now there's nothing left of him,
but a puddle on the floor.
I find my oldest
Coat and hood
And a woolen scarf
That's not much good
I take some gloves
Too old to mend
And an old clay pipe
With a broken end
I give them to
A man I know
He's very cold . . .
He's made of snow!
The Soup:
1 package hot chocolate mix
3 Hersheys kisses
15 or so marshmallows
1 Candy Cane
The poem:
I was told you've been real good this year
Always glad to hear it
With freezing weather drawing near
You'll need to warm the spirit.
So here's a little Snowman Soup
Complete with stirring Stick
Add hot water, sip it slow
It's sure to do the trick!