Ani’s Advent Invitation: A snowball’s chance…

So, I should be going home today…’bout time too if you ask me. Gallivanting, that’s all you can call it. Gadding about… Has no-one ever told her about hibernating in winter?? All I get out of her is ‘workshop’ and ‘school stuff’, so goodness knows what she’s been at this time. No doubt we’ll hear all about it when she’s got herself fuelled up with that coffee stuff she seems to like.

All I can say is that my forbearance ought to be worth its weight in turkey.

Mind, she said it had been snowing on the high roads… so I hope she gets me home okay! Turkey or not, I need to be with her if it snows… we play out lots. She likes me taking her for walks in the snow, even if she does look weird all bundled up in furry things and stuff that makes her look as round as a snowball…

Now, I like balls, but snowballs are odd. She throws them…but they don’t bounce, you know. And when I catch them, they just vanish…

Speaking of snowballs, Pamela from Butterfly Sand sent me a poem for my Advent Invitation… Pamela says: “I am a woman with a mission: to live life to the fullest. I will not let an itty, bitty incurable disease stop me. It may slow me down but like a ship dragging an anchor, I’ll get there eventually. I do love a little literary legerdemain!  Walk with me at www.butterflysand.com

A Snowball’s Chance

He was brought into being
On a cold winter’s night
Two warring young factions
And a friendly snow fight

He was cold and quite round
With a definite flair
His head full of snow
Instead of with hair

He flew through the sky
With an abundance of glee
Then splat it was over
On the side of a tree

He picked himself up
And patted his head
“No more of this!”
I think that he said

He played in the snow
But away from the boys
“Life is for living,
I’m not one of their toys!”

Seasons do change
At least here in the north
And soon it was warmer
The flowers burst forth

Everyone thought
Their snow friends had gone
Perhaps then next winter
Once again they’d be spawn

But our hero of note
Had just made a plan
He’d stay though the seasons
And come forth as a man

On a warm summer’s day
When the freezer is humming
Behind ice cubes and creams
He might just be slumming

So remember these words
As you shiver with cold
Our hero is near
He’ll never grow old


Antlers are for Reindeer!

If you would like to help save Ani from a fate (she says) worse than death, send your Letters to Santa, festive memories, short stories, flash fiction or poems to the Small Dog. She will post them every day through December until Christmas.

She would especially like to hear from her four-legged or feathered friends (she has a special place very close to her heart for turkeys)… but she says that two-legs are better than none, so she will accept submissions from humans too.

To get in touch, please use the form on the contact page or email Ani at findme@scvincent.com

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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60 Responses to Ani’s Advent Invitation: A snowball’s chance…

  1. Ritu says:

    I am wishing for snow here Ani!

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  2. jenanita01 says:

    I loved this poem! And the idea that the best part of winter is always near by!

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  4. A beautiful poem to share. Ani, enjoy that white stuff…it doesn’t stick around for long.

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  5. Wonderful! Bet you had sun in the snow Ani!

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  6. You know, Ani, we don’t get snow where Michael and I live and we think it is really cool stuff.

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  7. What a delightful poem!

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  8. Widdershins says:

    We had our first frost last night and night-time temperatures down to -4C … Winter is well and truly here. 🙂 … no snow yet though.

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  9. We don’t get really cool snow where I live, Ani – at least not like the soft-looking stuff in the picture of you. Ours starts out slushy and ends up crunchy – and is really nuthin’ but cold and wet, even if we’re both bundled in coats.

    Still, for some reason I can’t figure, Mom wants some for Christmas. 2-legses are very strange – but I hope yours gets home very soon.
    Woof! TINK

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  10. I can see you thoroughly enjoy the snow, Ani. 😀 — Suzanne

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  11. dgkaye says:

    Enjoy the winter sweet Ani. ❤ Sue, how is the wee one? ❤

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  12. macjam47 says:

    Ani, I am hoping for snow. The weatherman said it should snow for the next two days, but you know how it is with them – they try hard but are more often wrong. I enjoyed reading A Snowball’s Chance. xx

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  13. We are so glad that the campaign to save Ani is happening. Cause Kissmuss is coming soon and it is beginning to snow here, too … and we do not want our friend Ani to have to wear the terribull antlers!

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