Winter

Winter
By Kiran

As the lushes,
soft,
snow flakes hitch a ride in the refreshing morning gale,

Vicious bears hibernate,
while gentle squirrels scurry among the frigid,
bare tree branches.

While the young children are having a great time outside
shoveling snow,
and throwing snow balls,
while the elderly spend their time indoors,
around a delicious,
warm,
radiating,
fire drinking a cup of Joe,
or sipping on a jug of warm tea,
while reading the newspaper or watching TV.

Finally the sun was
able to sift its way through the grey,
soft,
fuzzy,
dim,
clouds, and the blue
sky tried to fight its way through the clouds too,
but they were just
too thick,
thus the gentle,
delicate,
soft snow flakes
became heavy, macho, slush.