| Winter It is Winter And I see pretty snowflakes Falling from the sky, Fuzzy squirrels scampering Gathering nuts Preparing for the winter, And children playing outside On their snowboards In the deep snow. It is Winter And I smell fresh hot cocoa Cooking in the microwave, Smoke from the logs Burning in the fireplace At my grandmother’s house And rich spicy pumpkin pie Baking in the oven For our dinner. It is Winter And I taste warm pumpkin pie Spicy in my mouth, Cold wet snow as it melts On my tongue As it falls, And chunky chili That my mom Fixes for supper. It is Winter And I feel cold sparkling snow When I play outside, My furry warm coat When I am hanging it In my closet, And the hard cold snowballs I throw at my cousins When we play war. It is Winter And I hear the wild wind blowing Through the trees, The stomping of people’s boots In the hard snow Walking to my house. And children laughing As they are building A giant snowman. It is Winter. |