Snow fell down from the sky,
And kids played as the snow went by.
Freshly fallen like little stars,
Touching the tip of your nose,
Or Jack Frost nipped your nose as the saying goes.
Smiles creep on people's faces,
As they watch the world turn white.
But the children take it in full flight,
Playing, laughing, enjoying what was happening.
Then they come inside with red little noses and wet feet,
They come to the fire to warm themselves up.
Telling stories of their adventure that day,
I know that they enjoyed the white wonderland bliss,
For it will come another day.
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Poems
PoetryThese are poems that I come up with sometimes, and if could help me. Comment on this to give ideas for me to write poems on. And I might put up some poems that I like from other authors.
