Snow

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By kevin wilson

Snow See if you can tell Who or what I am It’s a guessing game So try I know you can. I fall like lace from the sky Bringing magic to the trees I blanket all the hillsides Where people use their skis I come in the wintertime I’m very cold and white And when your out during the night I shine like silver in the moonlight Sometimes I am wet and soft Sometimes dry and hard But neither makes a difference To the snowman in your yard You can see me coming From very far away Foretelling my arrival Are clouds a pinkish grey And when its warm and sunny I quickly melt away But don’t you worry, sonny I’ll be back some other day. What Am I?

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