Poetry expresses feelings and thought. I do not write poems. This poem I posted sounds sweet and I would never of thought of combining a winter morning with these sweet words.
Winter Morning Poem
Winter is the king of showmen
Turning tree stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over lakes
Winter is the king of showmen
Turning tree stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over lakes
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