by Adam John

Created on: July 11, 2010   Last Updated: October 31, 2010

When winter comes, so will the snow

Delays will be rife; trains will be slow

When winter comes, the sky will turn dark

Kids go home early, silence the park

When winter comes, so will the rain

refreshing my skin, assuaging the pain

That sunmer left, with its firey heat

Pavements like hot plates, burning my feet

When winter comes, I will not mourn

But enjoy the cold, icey sojourn

When winter comes, I won't miss the sun

Snowflakes and snowballs are much more fun

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