'Flurries'
Fun in the
Lushes
Untouched snow with
Raging snowballs being thrown back and forth and little children
Racing up and down the hills of white snow with
Innocent boys and girls being blown away by the thought of
Enchanted snowmen prancing around and being
Seen and enjoyed by all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
like falling popcorn on misty day clog your windshield wiper; that's scary stuck underneath your car like cheese ball so sticky you really need your power tool good for healthy kids skidding down hill for old man like me it's time to chill thanks for sharing. i got a lot of flurries in chicago winter.md