Wednesday, 3 July 2013

Winter








This is another of those scraps of paper that seem to come my way.
It's unsigned, written in pencil, on what looks

like school paper

The only information I have at this time, is that it was wrote by a very young boy whilst at school.

Winter

No cars in the street,
No walking people,
No top of the steeple,
No flowing grass,
No hills to be seen,
No fun no joy for girl and boy,
No flower beds while making snow man heads,

Winter.

Didn't he do well?

Agman.

2 comments:

  1. When the Fairies come to play I will sit and talk with you all day. thank you for your visit. be well Agman

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