A Tritina About Snow

May 13, 2011
White flakes of snow
Sprinkle down and fall
On the fluffy ice, which is cold.

Every step I take it gets colder and colder.
Everywhere I look I see my favorite thing, snow.
I look up at the sky and watch the white ice fall.

I run inside on the warm couch, and fall.
I watch the moms and dads and their kids play in the cold,
I even observe the screaming kids that fall in the snow.

As I fall asleep that night the only thing on my mind is cold and snow.

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