Page 44 - Winter Poetry 2018

Winter Time...
By Hannah
The nights flight takes off
White on the ground
Icicles hanging off the roof
A starry sky of cookies and cream
Disappears in a day of blue
With a blanket of cotton
Covering the big, bright sun
The clouds turn grey
A sprinkle of rain comes down
As snow freezes into ice
For the bushes turn white
Winter wind swirls around
And shakes the frozen trees
Into a big, mean frowen