Winter (My Original poem).

 
          
When it is so cold at night
she came so quickly to us,
not waiting for her hot nights
it's cold and snowy.

Winter called her of all people
without it they don't like,
and dress warmer
that would not be as painful when.

Snowflakes pour fast fast
on the palm fall and melt,
the road covers white blanket,
and children brings happiness,laughter.

And in the new year as the entire planet,
everyone so happy in the winter
those snowflakes are beautiful in the world
so melt quickly on my land.

Pass the winter,come spring,
and will the sun from us,
heat, and it becomes clear at once,
but until around the winter..........

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