Winter

"starring our youngest poet"

I went on the ice.
It was nice.
I freeze.
Here comes the breeze.
It tickles my toes
and wrinkles my nose
There will be a special snowflake
that the sky will make.

© By Krysten Ramey March 2000
(My 8 yr. old granddaughter)

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