Once again, Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton have provided us with a photo for Poetry Thursday.
Timmy’s family moved from the south in May.
From Timmy’s friends they went away
His parents told him it would be okay.
But Minnesota didn’t seem like a place he wanted to stay
To him St Paul would never be his home.
The entire state was monochrome.
He wished to say to his old home shalom.
And leave the state where the buffalo used to roam.
He had trouble making friends.
Which meant at his birthday party no one did attend,
They weren’t like his old friends on who he could depend.
The truth was he didn’t like them, and too often did
offend.
Then the air turned cold
He hated his new city sevenfold
He was sad and could not be consoled.
And he decided to run away, a move quite bold
As he ran away from home he felt something wet and cold on
his face
It was a snowflake, seemingly from outer space
He opened his mouth for a taste
And when he felt it on his tongue he found what a magical
about this place
From that day on Timmy was happy to be in land of snow
And happily with a smile, and many friends he did go
Because snowflakes are magic, in case you didn’t know
A single taste sets your heart a glow
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I agree - those snowflakes are magical!
ReplyDeleteWe love snow too and wish we had more of it around here. Our weather has been wet, but not cold enough to make snow.
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem to the snow flake...this line was most descriptive
ReplyDeleteA single taste sets your heart a glow
Hugs Cecilia
That's such a sweet Timmy poem and snow can be magical, as long as it's somewhere besides here!
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem, we love the snow and you made us feel the magic of it!
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