When I Think of Winter…
By Lindsey Himes
Grade 5
Mapleton Elementary School
Mrs. Doyen
When I think of winter I think of snow.
Snow that you play with to and fro.
Snow that you see wherever you go.
SNOW, SNOW, SNOW.
When I think of winter I think of a tree.
The prettiest tree that you ever did see.
With lights all around and a star on top, when you look at it you won’t want to stop.
When I think of winter I think of green and red.
Like Christmas and presents and breakfast in bed.
The wreaths that hang from all the doors, and making a mess on all the floors.
When I think of winter I think of fun.
It’s snow much fun for everyone.
Time to pick out the perfect tree and put red and green for all to see!
Merry Christmas
Editor’s note: This poem is part of the 2015-16 Young Author anthology.
