Winter

Drip, Drip, Drip
The water drips rhythmically
off the tips of the leaves,
It has been raining.
The water poured down in raging torrents,
Cleaning the world of all its' stored up grime.

Plop, Plop, Plop,
The snow plops off the trees and Buildings,
It has been snowing.
Soft snowflakes floated down out of the sky,
Covering the world in a thick white blanket.

Splosh, Splosh, Splosh,
The snow turns into cold running water.
Spring is coming,
To warm the world and bring new life

Spring is coming

By Aurelia Basham

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