SNOW - HOW IT FEELS

• Olivia Edwards, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2009

The hills are covered by a blanket of white
Trees and rocks are hugged tight with snow
Hard in the morning after a freezing night
Snowflakes crunch under your feet in the early morning
Crystals sparkle in the light of the shinning sun
Snowballs are hard in the late of the morning
Gloves are wet after clumsy falls
The cold rushes past as you ski down steep slopes
Slushy after the skiers rush down the hillsides all day
Soft flakes fall as dusk arrives
Sharp edges force your skies to jolt as the sun sets
Turning rough into the dark of the night
Spring's here the snow is gone,next year I'll be back for more.