Winter Poetry

I see freezing frost on the cold floor

I see the hot sun rising

I feel like my whole body is a block of ice

I hear pretty birds chirping 

I see cotton candy in the sky

I see skinny and crooked trees

I taste icy frost on my tongue

I can hear children screaming for an awesome and epic soccer game

I feel the strong wind hitting my face

I see the hottest object shining bright in my eyes

I feel ghost fog coming from the cold floor splashing through my body