Jacob Guinn

(05-18-1994 / San Ramon, California)

Winter


The time has come for the best time of the year
To go outside and play while you hear,
All the kids celebrating that its finally here
Starting snowball fights and playing in the snow
Nobody cares that its cold, even if its 2 below
The trees are covered with snow and the snow is falling
The time has come and winter is calling.

Submitted: Sunday, April 01, 2012
Edited: Monday, April 02, 2012

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