Snow Day
Snow on the mountain tops,
Snow on the trees,
Snow everywhere I walk,
Way up to my knees.
Scoop the snow up with your hand
And roll into a ball.
We can make a fine snow man
Standing white and tall.
What a fine December day
With all the snow I see,
I want to go outside to play
When winter visits me.
(by Writer Fox™)
(by Writer Fox™)
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