This is a poem about a snowstorm a couple of days ago

April Snow Storm

A girl wakes one morning and gives a great "Eep!

For out of the window there is snow that's quite deep

It's the middle of April now how can this be

And so the girl gets up and runs out to see

The snow in huge flakes falls all about thickly

Wind blows them around here and there very quickly

It sticks to the branches it sticks to the trees

It piles up high till it reaches her knees

"Your late!" says the girl "It's april, it's spring"

In december, your cold winter snow you should bring

Little birds fly here and there all confused

They don't really know what to think the girl mused

The wood dove sings in a snow covered pine

Like all other springs it's long forlorn line

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