One Frosty Night

• Andree Ioannou, Grade 3
• Poetry
• 2016

One frosty night, I was reading in my bed,

The words were drifting in my head,

The pages skimmed beneath my eyes,

The wind was whirling around like an earthquake,

Before it was time for lights out,

I drifted off to sleep,

Looking forward to the day ahead.