Winter

It is cold

And it is snowing.

As I stare up at the sky

A snowflake falls on my face.

All around snowflakes

Of different sizes and shape

Are falling into cracks.

I lay down on the ground

And make snow angels

In the snow.

I go inside

Because it is too cold.

I drink hot cocoa

And dream of marshmallows

As snowflakes.

But, now I will

Have to wait for snow

To come again.

To be able to make

Snow angels in the snow again.

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