I brought a smile to their faces, as I pleaded with Barney, "slow down Barney-Boo, please".
He didn't though, unless he stopped to make yellow snow.
I'm starting to enjoy the snow again, like I did when he was alive.
It really is beautiful (unless it's yellow).
It's snoo-snooing, baba. And I'm playing in it. Without you. But with you in my heart.