(Here's a poem Jada wrote for her writing assignment that I gave her a couple of weeks back.)
Snow
They're like white small diamonds
It freezes fingers in an instant
It rains. Then freezes.
I slip and fall. I don't mind.
It makes great fun fights.
If it snows hard you can build a snowman.
I where my warm wool sweaters and jacket.
Cloth hats, scarves, and gloves are warm to.
If you don't get snow, come visit my place.
It's nice as the gold on rings, silver on teeth.
I love snow. Yes I do.
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