Winter

• Cassie Farrow, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2016

Winter is like a never ending storm,
Crashing and pouring down on us,
It is like icicles in the air,
The air smells like smoke,
People light their fires,
They snuggle up like penguins in a summer storm,
The nights are cold all the heat in the world is gone,
Snow falls like a sun shower,
Kids building snowmen as professionals,
Snow days are wished for like a Christmas Turkey,
Children cry as the snow starts melting,
School goes back and the kids are daydreaming,
Spring is coming,
The last icicle falls,
Flowers start growing
And the birds start singing.