Student Model Print
Jess uses his senses to describe winter in this poem.
I see the snow glittering in the sky.
I have goosebumps going down my spine.
The beautiful smell of candles
burning all night,
the new smell of winter shining bright.
Snow is on the ground.
The magnificent winter in my hand.
Icy lakes cracked by too much pressure,
the glorious sight of winter.