Here's a poem I wrote about winter. It snowed here a week ago and I decidied to write a poem. Here it is:

Winter

Snow so white,

Snow so crisp,

It lays upon the ground.

Ice so clear,

Ice so unpredictable,

It lays upon the ground.

Salt so burning,

Salt so magical,

It lays upon the ground.

All this the ingredients of winter.

Please R & R. This one of my worse poems so I don't mind flames.