Friday, July 2, 2010

Poem: Winter Day by Isabella T.

Winter Day

My hands tremulous from the cold

I grasp the clay mug

The scent of chamomile wafts by

The hot liquid traverses down my throat

Warming my body

My cheeks sanguine

I thrust open the wooden door

To relish in this snowy day

Isabella T.
Age 8

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