A Haiku Done In Class;
The birds are preparing,
For the cold winter freeze at last,
And snow is coming.
It is brewing in,
The clouds are stormy and dark,
The leaves have fallen.
The sky is cool gray,
Awaiting its first dropping,
Of powder white snow.
The fall's sad demise,
Its bitterness is ending,
And so snow will come.
Leaves end their slow fall,
The trees become naked bones,
And so winter is here.
As we wait for snow,
We sit in the woods, hoping,
And then the snowfalls.
The birds are preparing,
For the cold winter freeze at last,
And snow is coming.
It is brewing in,
The clouds are stormy and dark,
The leaves have fallen.
The sky is cool gray,
Awaiting its first dropping,
Of powder white snow.
The fall's sad demise,
Its bitterness is ending,
And so snow will come.
Leaves end their slow fall,
The trees become naked bones,
And so winter is here.
As we wait for snow,
We sit in the woods, hoping,
And then the snowfalls.
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