Poetry of the winter Students write, submit winter themed poetry for the season ert ale Stein ig b b A , n Freshma the grass n o p u ll a softly, ss es falling ok like solid gla k a fl w o n S lo g ll a in f e en in aves hav lakes, sh le ll a y t to tallen emp ls begin a t trees are s y r c lain of snow ill comp mounds ill play, adults w ill thaw w ugh it w in children o n e n o o though s itation will be ra cip e r p all
Junior, K aitlynn B iele Winter Mornin r g The blea k oak flo or felt g The crac ood und k li n g er m fi r Hot cho colate w e admitted its w y feet, ith mars armth, h my taste mallows, sooth Outside ed buds, my wind ow, the snow wa s gliding The win angels falling, like t e r air, just The cloc u n d er my n k ticking ose, , synchr o n ized wit c reaks of Smoke o h the the flo ft The feeli he fire, kept the or, n c The sme g of snow, evap hocolate warm , orated o ll of the n chocola te was to my skin, o good t This win true. o be ter was delightf ul, bette r than la st.
Senior, Lezlly
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As the leaves begin to fall Many things hit the groun d For in this tim e of year We feel so lon e and cold As the sun go es by Time goes by Shorter are th e days Longer are th e nights But in the end Everything co mes back As the leaves go green
Sophomore, R aegan Boaldin Winter Time: Oh How I love Winter Oh How I love th e Cinder Oh how I pra y that I’m not a sinner Because Santa won’t give me presents My sister in h er adolescents Oh how I wis h for her prese nce On this Christ m as Our family w ill come to But oh the wea gether ther Might stop us from being al together But Oh how I still love The Winter Time
a Zimmerman Freshman, Emm e d comes from th A soft, sweet soun m to his mother lays hi as , th ou m ’s ild ch sleep. voice of loving father, his A lullaby from a comfort deep. ey from up above, th The angels watch light. shine a brilliant ess a land nearby witn om fr s rd he ep As sh t. the calming sigh think to weep, when I ns gi be t ar he y m O, of the holy time. , and of and heaven’s song The feel of calm, the Son sublime.
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