Snow Day Poem

Polar Plunge By Sara Codair Kids are swimming in snow. Literally. Two of them, bundled up to twice their width in blue jackets, snow pants, mittens and scarves jumped off a dock into snow that was up to their waist. They waddled and wobbled and used their arms to propel themselves forward through the powdery white stuff that covers the ice that was once a lake all those months ago when the sun was golden warm and the water was shimmering blue.