Saturday, January 16, 2010

Winter Poem

By: Blake Becker

Snowflakes, snowflakes on the wall.
Watch them, watch them as they fall.
Christmas tree, Christmas tree what a sight.
To see them, see them on a beautiful night.

Ice blocks, ice blocks on the ground.
Make them into an igloo or a regular snow mound.
Santa, Santa's on his sleigh.
Santa, Santa's on his way.

Holidays, holidays what a splash.
To see them, see them while they last.

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