Ice House
Old man winter has been busy
Leaving frost and freeze across the land
Rooftops transformed into white wonderland
That green grass is white as snow
Waiting for the warmth of the sun to grow
To go outside into the cold it not a wish
We would rather be inside eating a warm dish
Copyright © Elena Eagle | Year Posted 2022
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