Winter
Winter is when the world turns cold and white
The frozen trees are a beautiful sight
Everywhere you look you see ice and snow
You see children with sleds in tow
There they go racing down the hill
Just watching them you get a thrill
Winter is a season for fun and joy
If you listen you hear the Little Drummer Boy
Christmas trees twinkle and sparkle in windows
The Christmas Spirit continuously flows
Children see what is under the tree
What is wrapped they can't wait to see
Winter must eventually come to an end
But, have no fear, it will come again
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