Winter-Time

The leaves crunch under my feet, 

The wind blows in my face,

The air feels cold.

I hear the engines starting-

People waiting for their car to warm up.

My hands are freezing,

I see the hot air when I blow.

My face stained pink from the cold.

My lips chapped dry.

The snow falling down,

Is beautiful…

EvieC

VT

14 years old

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