Snow by Ann Wood
Fluffy snow is falling outside, and I stand by the window and watch it pile up on the ground.Children's noise is carried through the air.
Children play outside in the snow and make snowmen.
Some of them are fighting with snowballs and making noise to the skies.
I look at them and smile at myself, remembering my childhood.
It is snowing fluffy outside, and it is white everywhere; children are playing in the snow, and I am watching them from my window.
The city is very nice under the snow cover and the lights coming from the street lamps.
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2021-01-26 at 14:17
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