Big Coats: a poem

"Put on your big coats and go out to play!"

Said my mam on a freezing February day.

"But mam, it's cold, and those clouds look like rain.

Can't we just light the fire, stay inside, play a game?"

"You're under my feet and I can't get 'owt done;

I've the washing to do and the tea to get on.

You're not made of sugar, and won't blow away,

so put on your big coats and go out to play."