I have a favorite season,
It is winter.
The layer of snow,
Cover the white ground.
All I see,
Is a white blanket.
Slowly I feel,
Cold numbing my skin.
I like winter,
Because spring is coming next.
The layer of snow,
Disappearing from the ground.
Soon I see,
The colorful new blanket.
Slowly I feel,
Warmth soothing my skin.
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PoetryLet each word speak to you, Let each word explain to you. Some will understand, Some will not. I hope that you all will enjoy. I apologize if I had made any mistakes in my poems.