School days in winter Were such fun Without a care, When we were young.
At recess we'd slide On ice, Build our forts, Duck and fight. The firemen Beneath starlight, Would flood our schoolyard, Whet appetites For hockey games Between senior classes; We'd skate and shoot, Fall on our *****. Such joy and fun, And no one lost.
The bell would sound, Then we'd toss Our wet socks On school room Rads. His and hers Like banners waving, Drying, hissing, Choking, aging.
Impatiently we'd sit and wait, Do our math And conjugate; The clock's hands, Frozen, Watched from The wall,
At last the lunchtime Bell would ring, And we'd get bundled Once again.
Before heading home We're enticed To slide once more On hard, grey ice.