My Winter
Kara, Age 14, London, ON

Soft snow falling on the window pane
My laugh echoing throughout the house
Sweet smells of cookies and fudge
Wafting from the kitchen
Boots waiting patiently by the door
Skis and their owner thudding through the house
Me still giggling like crazy
Bundled up from head to toe
Skis strapped tightly on
We set off into the dark
As the clock chimes six
Down along the river
The reminder summer will return
The bridge of green gleaming
Through its coats of ice
Down a little sledding hill
On cross country skis
This all seemed so magical to me

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