Winter is so neat,
though it is cold,
and has little heat.
There is a lot of snow,
which is very white,
especially at night.
You can play in the snow,
with either a friend or a foe.
Winter is such a beautiful sight,
especially when there is enough snow,
for a snowball fight.
You can roll a ball of snow,
to be used to build a wall or a fort,
or a building of such sort.
--Karen Elizabeth Schuhmacher,
Sometime in 1994
Ok. You can laugh at this like I am. I know this poem is kind of uh, bad, and unfinished, but I figured I'd put something on this site right away. I couldn't exactly toss something I wrote when I was still in middle school. ::shrug::
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