Nature Poetry

Tundra

The flat, cold tundra,

Filling with snow.

Blizzards are howling

As they go.

Ice floes and penguins,

Sukas and seals.

All of them looking,

And searching for meals.

Polar bears in the north,

Look for things to eat.

Taking care of cubs,

In the howling wind and sleet.

Not many plants,

And no trees to be found.

There is always snow,

It's covering the ground.

The tundra is a special place,

Filled with snow and ice.

If I could go there someday,

I think it'd be quite nice!