Nov 09
poem challenge: Winter
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Winter Comes

The trees are bare

Branches exposed to the world

With their leaves striped from them

Snow is coming

There's been clouds in the sky and a chill in the air

Heavy coats are needed

For Jack Frost is almost here

To bite your nose

And chill your toes

And play ‘till winter goes

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