Winter
Winter blows,
Her chilly breath.
Fire blows,
Smoke in wreaths.
Eerily hushed,
Deserted roads.
Squirrels rush,
Carrying loads.
Gather acorns,
Stop gnawing!
Winter's born,
Snow's falling!
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The Biggest Competition Ever 2017 - Volume 2 (Weeks 6-10)
PoésieWelcome to Poets Pub's 2nd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - Volume 2. This is a 10 week marathon of poetry contests. Each week we present you with a new poetry challenge, new prompt and new style. Are you up for the CHALLENGE!
