Winter            By me 🙂

Winter is when jake frost lays down his icy finger on the earth and then turns it into a mystic and magical place. A place that is very special. A place that makes the earth look like it’s wearing a soft white coat. A place that only makes one sound. One sound you can only hear in winter.You can hear it talk to you as it whispers quietly in your ear. And the chilly winds will play with your nose. Winter entices and invites.


Hi Everyone,

I wrote this poem a couple of months ago when I just wanted winter to be over! I am so very happy that it is spring now. Im going to be VERY VERY VERY happy when summer hits! I really hope you like this poem comment down below what kind of things I could have done to have made the poem even better!




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