Winter

Winter short poem

Photo by Holly Norval

Winter, winter!
come and go-
we are tired of the snow!
we are tired of the cold,
of the silver instead of gold!
we are tired of snowflakes,
of what it brings them
and of what it takes!
we are tired of the weak sun:
we need warmth and open fun!

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