Winter to Me

Winter to Me

The wind howls
The trees sway
The cold icy air whistles
Then all is still
The snow begins to fall
making everything sparkly and white
falling silently
Fluff white snow fills the land
The icy air returns
forming the frost
little swirls and twists
filling up all the icy windows
All this making the world beautiful
This is winter to me


Bree Sarandrea
Age 10
Killington Elementary School
 
M

Ms. Gormly

VT

YWP Instructor

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