Winter Is Poem by Margaret Beil

Winter Is

Rating: 4.0


Coughs
Colds
Sneezes
Temperatures
And fevers
Stew
More flu
Feeling blue
Christmas cake
We might bake
Hot soup
Is in the loop
The starkness
Of darkness
Ice
Sleet
Snow
Blizzards
You might know
Slipping
Sliding
Broken bones
Moans
Groans
Bankers loans.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kislaya Gopal 15 January 2012

cute and spontaneous!

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Robert Beck 10 January 2012

I believe you nailed it!

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Shihabudheen K J 28 December 2011

still i like winter for the chill and beauty it render

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