A poem about winter NEW FOLDER |
"My New Folder" :
It's A Cold Day by MARY ANN MCPHEDRAN.} {Walking along a lonely path of snow An old lady walks slow Her hands and feet are numb face chaffed A silvery moon sits high On a dark sky Lights up a lonely road Onward she struggles to reach her humble abode An old tree creeks and groans She stands beneath to rest and shelter The tree transforms , and a devils face appears She screams but nobody hears An angel armed with sword and shield comes to her aid Sends the devil on his way and she is saved A coach in sight and the lady begs for a ride Now she's home and warm inside Make a whisky toddy before bed Holds it up to say 'cheers AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR..} {21 LINES-120 WORDS} |