Sweeping snowflakes bustle about my cozy home,
As I watch summer doze.
Snowfall curls in gusty swirls,
Whisk the ducks' pond froze.
Frigid winds are kicking,
Maple boughs are clicking,
Mr. Frosty chilling below.
Jolly-fat, tall black hat,
The "coolest," gentleman you'll know.
Corncob pipe, carrot nose,
A whistling breeze,
His neck scarf blows.
Breakfast was hot, upon my bowl,
I'm finished, it's all gone.
Daydream view from my window,
My glistening snow-clad lawn.
I'm a big kid now, but none the less,
Mom insisted on helping me dress.
Pink hair bow, my finishing touch,
I like how I look, very much.
Flashing curls, shining swirls,
Matching the day outside.
Book bag stuffed with my school books,
Complements my pride.
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Author Notes
WINTER, SPRING, SUMMER, OR FALL. I'M UP AND OUT AT THE SCHOOL BELL'S CALL.
RAIN, SHINE, SLEET, OR SNOW. IT'S OFF TO SCHOOL, AND AWAY I GO.
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