Win­ter Poem

Pasatiempo - - Poetry - by Chastidy Tru­jillo

This win­ter is very cold, All we need is some­one to hold. This win­ter has chang­ing sea­sons Why don’t we ex­change greet­ings? Now that it is Christ­mas Let’s give in­stead of tak­ing gifts. On peo­ple’s birthdays, When it snows, peo­ple grow. When there is snow on the ground Some peo­ple start to frown. A lot of peo­ple go out­side to make snow angels, A lot of peo­ple grow up to be devils. You see fam­i­lies mak­ing snow­men, Though there are no men help­ing their fam­i­lies. The men are al­ways at work While the women are slav­ing over a hot stove. The women are cook­ing ham or turkey, While the men sit on a chair eat­ing jerky.

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