Poem: Snow is a Four Letter Word (Acrostic Poem)

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See pure white
Not an inch of ground uncovered
Over miles and miles
With no end in sight.

It's cold outside
So bundle up before stepping out the door.

And make sure you're wearing hat and gloves!

Flurries dart past your eyes
Over your head and cling to your clothes
Under your coat to melt on your skin
Rivulets soak through fabric

Look, children playing outside
Even dogs are paddling like otters
Tears of joy crystallize in ice
Terrible wonderful shrieks of fun
Each minute a wonderful memory
Racing heartbeats during play.

When will the storm let up
Or will it stretch out for days?
Revel in the magic of it all
Dally in forgotten childhood.

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