Snow Day

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From the book When the Teacher Isn't Looking

“Snow day!”
Fred said.
“All play.
Let’s sled!”

“No school!
Just snow.
Way cool.
Let’s go!”

Fred ran
in shed.
Had plan.
Got sled.

“Go slow,”
Mom said.
“I know,”
said Fred.

Up hill
went Fred.
Down hill
Fred sped.

Sled streaked
on past.
Mom shrieked,
“Too fast!”

Snow blew.
“Can’t see!”
Fred flew.
Hit tree.

Sled bent.
Fred’s head
got dent.
Poor Fred.

He cried.
Now plays
snow days.

 — Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2004. All Rights Reserved.

Reading Level: Kindergarten

Topics: Poems about Friends and Family, School Poems, Seasonal Poems

Poetic Techniques: Dialogue, Imagery, Irony, Narrative Poems, Rhythm


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