Winter Poem by Samantha Ridley

Winters such a lovley thing
The snow is crisp, They make there teams.
Adam, Cody, and Tyler, & Justin
They throw the snow, Who will win.
They build there bases really high.
Then start on snowballs with a sigh.
They throw, and throw, and toss, and twirl.
Someone even made theres curl.
Finaly theres no more fun.
They go inside for the game is done.
They sit by the fire, and watch the flame,
and start to play a Monopoly game.