Snow By Ann Wood

It is a cold,
And stormy night.
It started snowing.
And a few birds,
Are out there.
To sing their love songs,
At night.
I stay near my window.
And watch the snow,
As it falls to the ground.
Snow flakes,
Dancing on the wind,
It has been snowing all night,
And all day too.
In the morning we go out,
Into the garden,
And make a big snowman.
My friend starts,
A snowball fight.
It was very funny.
We all enjoyed the snow.
It is snowing,
And birds are singing,
In the garden.




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Written on 2017-04-04 at 02:36

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antoniya katelieva-wood The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you Jim
2017-04-04


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
i love this, in particular the sight and song images of snow and birdsong coming together, while you watch from inside ~~~
2017-04-04


antoniya katelieva-wood The PoetBay support member heart!
I love the snow
2017-04-04