Winter Poem

• Heidi Nelson, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2018

Trees as bare as skeletons,
grass as frosty as a snowman.
Kookaburras chirping with laughter,
the smell of fires burning.
Due drops as still as a rock,
caterpillars making their cocoons with care.
Insects buzzing lighting up the night, the night sky pitch black the
only light is the moon shining bright for us.
In the morning the sun rises, colours fill the sky.
The cold fresh air is taken away by
the warmth of the sun,
The day has just begun.