Winter - Poem by christina christina
winter for me is cold and wet.
time to get on a to sew and knit,
or make some candles to brighten my night.
to invite my frinds in from the cold to have a warm drink
and some stories to be told.
time to talk of things gone bye, good moments and no time to cry.
so come on the snow so clean and white lets get out and have a snowball fight.
this is when the sky is bright full of all the stars all through the night.
so perhaps the winter is not so bad when we think of ways to make as glad we have a warm home and good friends to share a warm drink and some cheer.
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