Ch Ch Ch Chiller.

Wallace

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.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 23rd, 2017 04:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • w c

    Great poem, Wallace!

    • Wallace

      Thank you W C.

    • Goldfinch60

      Good write and may your Christmas be peaceful as well.

      • Wallace

        Thank you.



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