Wintertime
Wintertime, and the snow is now falling.
Trees are bare, and the wind blows through them
Holes in the cabin, and we feel like its freezing.
Dad must bring some good warmth to all of us.
Drag in some thick logs, and the fireplace is ready.
Then, we’ll surely find plenty warm woollen clothes.
Look, sweet child, the lake is all thick and icy.
Let's go skating and we'll enjoy all this day.
(NB Whether I succeeded or not I leave this to your judgement. I tried to write a poem on wintertime using the famous song Summertime. I apologized if I failed.)
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