The Snow is Coming

Cameron Wanuga, Poet, 8th grade

Bundles of snow, coming down from above

It’s hard to shovel, and hard to get rid of.

It’s cold and bright, shining across the land

White and pale, but not too bland

Fluffy and cold, naughty and nice

Stomp on it once, stomp on it twice.

Forever falling, never wanting to stop

The snow is coming, plop plop plop.