Winter

Winter

As cars fly by
We all spy
The snow that’s rising high

We see the snow
The winds blow
I can see the sky glow

What a gorgeous site
The snow sparkles in the night
The snow lands on my face giving me a fright

As the sirens blare
I stay outside without a care
Then I see a snowy bear
It gives me a glare
I stand up and go over there
The bear runs away to somewhere

I feel the snow on my face
As it dances with grace
The snow flies in a race


-Emily Willbur
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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