Mommy, come inside our little house.
Me and sissy worked all day.
We made a door and window,
come on in and you can play.

Me and sissy can scoot over
so you have a place to sit,
and thanks for bringing pans and spoons
so we can work on it.

Over here we made a kitchen,
over there, a living room.
We never have to clean it,
we don’t even need a broom.

We don’t have a bedroom,
so no beds we have to make.
Uh oh, sissy look outside!
Do you see those big snowflakes?

I guess that it will be okay,
our whole house is made of snow.
We scooped it from a snowdrift
and now our house will grow!

C.J. Heck

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-playhouse-children/