Thursday 20 August 2015

The Snow Poem

I am the snow I sweep and I roar.
I am so cold you would get frostbite.
I'm soft as a cloud I'll push you around.
I wish I could go skiing with down
my powdery slopes with you.
I've got snowballs to throw at you!!
I use my icicles as ice cream.
I have my musical sea that covers the land with me.
My wonderful mittens keep me warm
but I don't need them for I am snow!!

By Cameron

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