Snowball

authors note: this is about my strong feeling for winter 

Winter poem

Wake up this morning with nothing to do,

wake up this morning with the sadness blues.

Go the down stairs to see a surprise,

I cannot believe my eyes.

put on my coat to go out side,

to see snow covering my slide.

i run inside to get my brother

and mother

i go on the ground to make a angle

to get the blues

to get hit in the face

with a snow ball

oh  how sad this day became

but no one else felt the same

how sad i am

only to be cheered up by ham