Snowy Day Poem by Ian Gordon

Snowy Day



As I walk, through the snowy field
The beauty of it, leads me to yield
The sunlight glistening on the snow
The heavy tree limbs, hanging low
The clear, crisp, frosty air
The songbirds chirping, without a care
And I thought to my self, how lucky am I
To live in this life, which might have passed me by

Thursday, March 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: winter
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I am 13 and I wrote this poem and I would like to see what other people think about it.
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