Snow is falling.
Jack Frost is calling.
This winters cold.
Is confident and bold.
I'm chilled to the bone.
My stuttering voice does coldly moan.
On my head a wooly hat.
Two cold stray dogs to each other chat.
Soon I'll be home and cosy and warm.
This winters cold could do one harm.
To you all i say.
Have a peaceful Christmas day.
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Author:
Wallace (
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Comments2
Great poem, Wallace!
Thank you W C.
Good write and may your Christmas be peaceful as well.
Thank you.
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