Pages of Pint-Sized Poetry

Dreary

         Written for "EXPRESS IT IN EIGHT " ; TOPIC: WRITE A GRAY POEM.

Today when I opened the door
The green grass I saw no more
Buried beneath the snowy white
Winter arrived during the night

The air is cold, the wind is chill
I hear it through my window sill
Low clouds turn the sky dark gray
Another cold, wet, dreary day!

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