Lincolnshire in January
Winter Morning
Winter is the king of showmen,
Turning tree stumps into snowmen
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over lakes.
Smooth and clean and frosty white,
The world looks good enough to bite.
That’s the season to be young,
Catching snow flakes on your tongue
poem by Ogden Nash taken from ‘Seeing and Doing’ an anthology published by Thames Methuen 1982