Walking up on a calm and fragile morning
Today, there is no school
Looking out my window, there is a blanket of snow
Rushing to eat my breakfast, gulping it down
Mitten, boots, hat, and scarf . . . Hurry!
Finally outside, diving into the snow
Creating snow angels, snowmen, and sculptures
Creations are done
My backyard looks like a winter wonderland
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Once the weather gets chilly, I rush to my house
My mom makes me hot chocolate and mmm, it's really good
-Brigid Kapuvari, Grade 4
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Hushed: The Words of an Introvert [LiteratureCollection]
PoetryThis is my story told through different pieces of literature. I give you permission to invade a bit of my privacy and read snippets that outline my life. Enjoy, or don't. It's your choice really.