An Ode to Winter
A frosty morning approaches with the crisp days of fall.
The damp yard masked by leaves needs not a mow.
Colorful leaves drift back and forth against the cool wall.
As the solstice nears, we long for a sparkling white blanket of snow.
In the dusk sky falls the first desolate snow flake.
Into the tranquil night, we enjoy an intense snowball fight.
Anticipating the lavish hot chocolate we shall make,
Curled by the fire until the emergent break of dawn’s light.
We (*Cowboy* and I) worked together to write this for a school assignment. How talented are we?!
-Lauren
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