Snow

By
I wake up in the morning,

When I look out the window,

I see millions of tiny white things falling from the sky.

I quickly put on my coat and boots.

I run outside to go see what it could be.

I have never seen anything like it before,

I opened my mouth to catch them,

They melted right away.

Right then I new they tasted familiar,

It was like water.

I played in it for a while.

When I came inside,

I asked my mother what it was,

She smiled and said snow





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback