The snow whiseispers delicatly in your ears.
While the magic lake reflecs the blowing trees like a huge fan blowing them intill its over.
The blue clear sky shines on the earth like a humungas lamp shining before the dark night comes and the day gone.
The wooden snowy bridge protecs the river like a shiled stoping the dirty rain dropping from a stuffy dark cloud.
The bright light sky is like a delisios snow cone touching the tip top of your lips.
The blue sky is like a masive cup of water spilling on the earth but in slow motion.
A white and bright blue butterfly flys through the snowy foriest like a snow ball going a 100 miels pur hour.
By Louis H.
I hope you like my poem and if you can, comment ill be interested what you will say.