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Something I wrote in someone elses Eng. Lit. Class |
| A glimmer of hope upon my face A shimmering veil of crystal lace The fleeting snow has come again Children playing on roads of ice Mothers cooking in kitchens of spice And fathers reading the daily news Children dreaming of their day off from school Teachers using it as a learning tool And thus spins the world From the snow a poem will hatch The snow's become the poet's greatest catch And brother wants to build a snowfort The floodgates of heaven close Watch in horror the crystal rose As my dreams melt away |