Ice hits the ground.
Watch the snow Angel go round and round as the snow blankets the town.
Oh how it is a child’s favorite pick of a season.
Even the adults love this ice cycle season.
A fluffy innocence that outgrows no man.
Never too old or bland enough to not craft a snow man.
Snow all day and snow all night. Either way it goes down is a snowball fight.
Make sure the warm mittens surround your hands.
Watch the crisp cold cut cover the town of man.
I knew it was gonna be a nice Christmas.
Watch your feet and don’t slip on the ice Christmas.
Welcome to winter. Here we have a White Christmas.
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Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.
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Comments (3)
Never too old or bland enough to not craft a snowman. What an uplifting poem. Nicely Done!!!
Beautiful, uplifting poem, Joe.
Nice take on the challenge, really like this