Winter+poem-Makayla



I hear the wind i see the wind blowing ever faster The flakes against my hair sparkle ever brighter

the crunch of the snow crunches so loudly when i step on it so proudly the wind blowing blowing even faster as a chill up my spine sends out a chatter I wish I was home by the fire with a warm glass of cider walking home very fast trying not to crash on the white sheet of ice thinking of the warm fire open the door and stop my chatter I pour a glass of warm cider I look out the window and it's snowing cats and dogs i'm glad i'm in side with my warm glass of cider