Title: Winter
by Mohammed from London | in writing, poetry
Winter'.
Chilling breeze breathes into my face,
Frozen ice surrounds the ground,
I have missed summer and spring
Hurrah for the winter all round.
My mother caught the dreadful cold,
My father got me a card that's bound to fold
My aunty escapes from our household,
Hurrah for the winter all round.
We thought of a trip to the Island coast,
I thought and thought till I burned my toast,
I'm wasting time, for the most,
Hurrah for the winter all round.
(I hate winter)
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