It's in disguise

I want to share this little poem with you today during this winter weather, poem I wrote almost 20 years ago. This was written by a 10 year old Roslyn...

_It's in disguise

 

Falling like miniature crystals from the sky,

From way, way far up high,

A comforter over the ground,

Still without a sound.

Snow

Glistening in the sun,

Meaning tons of fun,

Like slipping and sliding,

Or make things when it's only gliding.

Snow

 

It is so freezing cold

To go in it without a coat you must be bold.

Even though it is white

It makes you red with frostbite.

Snow

But it has a secret deep down inside,

A secret it doesn’t really hide,

Deep down inside

It is water in disguise.

Snow