My life as a poem

Winter

Winter it comes once a year,

where you have snow all around,

making snow forts and having snowball fights,

this is a wondeful time.

Sliding down the hills of snow,

catching snow flakes on your tounge,

running in circles and falling down,

what a wonderful time.

Making snow forts,

And little hide outs,

Jumping to hide from each other,

Makes it so fun.

After a long day of fun,

You come inside to have hot chocolate,

With marshmallows. you drink it all up,

What a time to spend with friends.