Imagery poem

I.s.204 Destiny Mercado
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Snowy Day

Walking
In the crunchy white cold
Below 0 yeah its very cold I feel
Like a snowman. All I see is a big white blanket
As the flake of fresh water come from the sky and hits
My tongue I can the hot coco waiting for me to drink
As it go’s down I feel so warm. I see the ice kiss the window glass ever so gently a sudden chill up your spine.
Then everything grows dark…Pitch black the smell of egg nogg in the air every little boy or girl
With out a care throwing snow every where.
Winter Wonderland
Tick tock there’s go’s the clock as it strikes 12:00 qieut night fulls the house. You don’t hear nothing not even a mouse.