Sunday, December 2, 2012

Snow

I stare out the window,
at the end of the day.
A whirlwind of white
dancing around.

As I go outside
on the blanket of snow,
I look up at the sky.
Sweet.

2 comments:

  1. Hey Joon!I love how you describe the snow!Great poem and keep up the good work!
    -Heeral

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  2. I really enjoyed it. GREAT theme. Good Job!

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