Frosted Window Panes Poem by Lauren Coles

Frosted Window Panes



A child is sitting by the window watching the snow fall down,
The child gently pressed their face against the window,
Their breath magically begins to fog up the view of the winter day outside,
Children don't know better,
Curiosity takes over.

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