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  1. Winter Love/Hate

    • By Cheyenne Marie Gillett
    • Published: December 2014
    Hating Cold But Loving Winter

    To be honest, I hate the cold; I freeze easily,
    But I love how the snow tickles my nose.
    I love how the trees are naked
    And the sky dresses them in white like a dress.

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  3. Winter Is Here

    • By Nolan K. Lucas
    • Published: December 2016
    Enjoying The First Snowfall

    The snow slowly falling off the trees,
    The feel of the cold sharp breeze.
    The feel of the soft powdery snow,
    The sun going down with a bright glow.

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  4. A Winter's Epiphany

    • By Michael A. Barron
    • Published: February 2006

    Timeless thoughts of a winter's stare;
    eyes gazing over a landscape bare.

    Memories drift on a blustery breeze;...

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    I love this poem! Keep writing! I just love how you made it rhyme is some sort of way!

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  6. Winter Again

    • By Steve Katz
    • Published: December 2008
    Poem About Cozy Winter

    another winter has come
    your head and hands go numb
    looking forward to the frost and snow
    nights spent near the fire watching the embers glow

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  7. The Childhood Song

    • By Kellie Carra
    • Published: March 9, 2018
    The Beauty Of Childhood

    Leaves dusted with white
    Moon reflects through the night
    Off the blanketed ground of sheer winter

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  8. I Am Rain

    • By Tony Luo
    • Published: February 2011

    I emerge from the slithering vague,
    My weeps sprinkle placid droplets to the atmosphere,
    And sometimes, I outburst like a bundle of plague,
    All the way, I tinkle the saturating hemisphere....

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