In the Winter

In the winter the snowflakes fall,

whether they are big or small,

in the cold frostbitten air,

you could catch a cold out there!

In the winter trees become bare,

they shouldn’t give you a scare.

Spring is just around the block,

and the cold tells you to bring socks.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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