Winter BeautyA Poem by Kayla
The bitter cold air, The glistening snow. Thousands of shimmering icicles, Hanging from bare trees. People gliding across the ice, Children making cheerful snowmen. Oh the beauties of the winter season, Charity, joy, and love for all. © 2009 Kayla |
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