Frozen Fairy Tale
Snow on the swings, snow on the slide,
snow shimmering bright white and wide.
Snow above and snow underneath,
snow on each branch, berry and leaf.
The field’s a soft, angel-wing sheet -
not a clue where grey and green meet.
Fleets of benches silently set sail,
grown-ups are stepping slow as snails.
Snow on eyelashes, snow on tongues,
snowy feathers kissing everyone.
The school’s a frozen fairy tale,
sliced by the caretaker’s gritted trail.
Listen out for the oohs and aahs.
Clap a hooray! Dance a hurrah!
This day of play I’ve waited for -
hat and wellies on, I’m first out the door!
snow shimmering bright white and wide.
Snow above and snow underneath,
snow on each branch, berry and leaf.
The field’s a soft, angel-wing sheet -
not a clue where grey and green meet.
Fleets of benches silently set sail,
grown-ups are stepping slow as snails.
Snow on eyelashes, snow on tongues,
snowy feathers kissing everyone.
The school’s a frozen fairy tale,
sliced by the caretaker’s gritted trail.
Listen out for the oohs and aahs.
Clap a hooray! Dance a hurrah!
This day of play I’ve waited for -
hat and wellies on, I’m first out the door!
This poem is copyright (©) Linda Middleton 2026
About the Writer
Linda Middleton
Linda Middleton lives in the East of England and enjoys writing poetry for children. Some of her poems have found beautiful homes in The Caterpillar, The Dirigible Balloon, Little Thoughts Press, Northern Gravy, Tyger Tyger and several anthologies. One of Linda’s poems was selected by Candlestick Press for Twelve Poems for 2025. In her spare time, she can be found walking through her local woods and enjoying the wonders of nature, often with the seed of a new poem in her heart.
