White Win­ter Day

Pasatiempo - - CHILDREN'S POETRY - Deedee Jansen, twelve, is in the sev­enth grade at Santa Fe School for the Arts & Sci­ences.

Look out the win­dow on a fresh day I hear the birds singing, and Al­though I know I’m close to them I feel so far away. On this white win­ter day snow leaps in the air The light danc­ing in a Way only na­ture knows. Ev­ery­thing is play­ing in its own se­cret place. Even a child laugh­ing away the day slides down the hill ready to set off on an ad­ven­ture And know­ing when they come back there will be some­one wait­ing To wrap them up in their arms. My se­cret place is by my fire heat­ing up my fin­ger­tips on this white win­try day

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