Winter

A poem I made on the spot.

Winter is coming

Enjoy the cold.

And also the snow

There's so much it holds.

There's children on sleds

And adults walk by.

There's nothing like

Snowballs that fly.

But when it comes

All to an end,

Please just remember,

You have a lot to tend.

Author's Note

Poem is meant to be short and simple.

Reviews

[Bare Trees]

I'm not a big fan of snow or winter but I like this poem.