Winter in Houston isn’t usually snowy. Or cold. But Gia used her chilliest imagination to bring her readers into an icy winter wonderland.

Snow Soft Winter Owl

 

It’s like a soft winter owl

whispering through the sound

of the wintery soft sky.

The snow is like a soft, fluffy blanket

floating through the frosty cold air.

It’s like whip cream

piled high on a snowflake cake.

It snuck into my city

from the snowy city.

It was special.

The special snowy air

came from

the soft-whispering talking air,

like a crystal mixed with ice cream,

like white milk floating in the cold, icy sky.

On the windy ice cloud,

a dancer is dancing

through the icy sky.

 

by Gia, 3rd grade

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