Snow falls to the ground, with a tinkling sound.
I think snow is nice, white as rice.
Snow falls icy cold, snow is true, snow is bold.
In our house cosy and snug, snow blows in my hot cocoa mug.
Huddled close by the fire, snow falls down cold and icy as iron.
Snow covers my ball, when the snow decides to fall.
Horses hide in their sheds, children cuddle in their beds.
My drink cold as ice, snow falls white as a dice.
The winds howling icy call, when the snow starts to fall.
I eat my treats, while the snow beats.
Snow is the best, but it can be a pest.
I hope you liked my poem. I was inspired when my younger sister asked for a snow movie.
I think your poem is kinda neat.
Writing that was quite a feat.
For your next poem, would you take a request?
Perhaps one about dogs, I might suggest.
Dear Dad,
I LOVED your rhyming comment. Thanks a lot. Can we call you the rhyminator? I like rhyming. But it is very tricky. Have you ever written a poem?
Love
Brooklynn
Hi Brooklynn,
I’m very impressed with your poem. I didn’t know you were so talented, writing stories and poetry.
Love Grandma
I’m speechless! Hard to believe I know.
Fantastic job Brooklynn.
Dear Brooklynn,
I loved your snowy poem! I especially liked the line about the horses and the children trying to get in out of the cold. I could imagine myself curling up snug in my bed. I am looking forward to reading your next poem!
Love,
Mom
Dear mom,
Thank you so much for the comment. I love you. Have you ever written a poem?
From
Brooklynn (p ): (; (: