A poem I wrote for a challenge.
Image by LivingOS via Flickr
I love watching flakes fall,
land and cover the ground.
I watch them start to drift,
then form into a huge mound.
I love the pure whiteness,
of a fresh new snowfall.
It’s fun playing outdoors,
and tossing a big snowball.
I love building a snowman,
on a bitterly cold Winter day.
When the snow packs firmly,
in place it will surely stay.
These are delights of snow,
exciting things we can do.
It’s much fun being outside,
enjoying the snow with you.
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