A bright new morning, almost hard to see
Put on warm clothes to go outside
Step out into the cold air full of glee
A blanket of white snow you dive
Into
Evergreen trees now full of white
Unique designs of ice falling on your face
Shimmering white never leaves your sight
As you happily jump into you place,
Falling through
The road to work had disappeared
Layers of soft ice covering the town
Children building white men with expressions so weird
With such a sight, no one could frown
In gloom
. . .
fun fact: i've never seen snow irl lol
here's a poem i had to write for my engrish class and i was kinda proud of it so boom
ty for reading, ily 💚
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