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Winter: A Child’s Guide by Monty Edwards
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When the wind howls through the trees;
When you fear your feet will freeze;
When dark clouds obscure the sun;
Know that winter has begun.
Now’ s the time the days seem short;
Now a cold can soon be caught;
Now more frequent rain will fall;
It’s just winter – that is all.
Thunderstorms may come and go;
On high mountains there’ll be snow;
Frost may form upon the grass:
This is winter. It will pass.
Winter’s time for active play.
Grab your gear without delay!
Put your boots on! Join your team!
Soon much warmer it will seem!
If you’d rather play inside,
Indoor games wait to be tried.
With your family or a friend,
Boredom soon will quickly end.
Start a hobby and collect.
Fix a toy that someone wrecked.
Solve a puzzle. Draw or paint.
Clean your room. Your Mum will faint!
Drink hot chocolate by the fire.
Read an author you admire.
Whether you’re a girl or boy,
Don’t miss out on winter joy!
Monty Edwards
Monty Said: My aim in the poem was to help children think positively about winter, since despite its drawbacks and discomforts, these are temporary and the season still offers many opportunities for real enjoyment.
Terrible Deep the Horrible Snow by Doug McLeod
Leave a commentTerrible deep the horrible snow
A Hedgehog Song
Terrible deep the snow is
Deeper than ever we saw
Nestled together we pray for warm weather,
Waiting for winter to thaw.
Were I a swallow I’d happily follow
All of my friends as they fly
Off in formations to southern locations
Delightfully sunny and dry.
Here in the forest it’s twenty below,
Shivery blizzards persistently blow
Making you freeze from your top to your toe.
Terrible deep, the horrible snow
Terrible deep the snow is,
Wish I could sleep like a log.
Snoozing and snoring, while possibly boring,
Is better than flurries and fog.
Happily dreaming till sunlight starts gleaming
I wouldn’t wake up till the spring –
I envy them dearly, who hibernate yearly –
For winter’s a terrible thing.
Summer is fast but the winter is slow
Icicles form and the rivers won’t flow,
Birds by the million left ages ago
Terrible deep, the horrible snow.
Longer and colder the winter nights grow
How we survive it we really don’t know
Nothing to eat but the acorns we stow
Terrible deep, the horrible snow.
Doug McLeod
Green Winter by Nadine Cranenburgh
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In winter my feet get quite chilly
So I wear umpteen socks, I’m not silly
When the gas bills come in
They all go in the bin
And I burn them to boil up my billy.
Nadine Cranenburgh