A Poem
Wednesday 9 January 2013 - Filed under Writing
This is an acrostic poem, a bit of a riddle. If you read the first letter on each line of poetry, you will spell something interesting. Want to try it? Here goes!
Winter Pleasures
by Marilyn Brandt Smith
Sounds like cornstarch ‘neath your feet,
Numbs your fingers without gloves;
On a whim kids hit the street,
Winter warriors everyone loves.
Bring a bowl of fluff inside,
Ask for sugar and some flavor;
List the ski trails you’ll soon glide,
Let Frosty steal that hat you favor.
2013-01-09 » Marilyn Brandt Smith
15 January 2013 @ 6:34 pm
Snowball, I got it. Of course I think I read this on Newsreell, but it was refreshing to read it again. So far I like your site and look forward to reading more.
20 January 2013 @ 4:13 pm
Nice poem!