The Magic of Winter| Poem by Anooja,12 ,Sharjah
Brrr! What do you do on a cold day? Write a poem of course! That’s what 12 year old Anooja Nair from Sharjah does as she enjoys the magic
The magic of winter
The melting ice on top of flakes,
The coldest dust upon the gaze.
Path of the mountain climber covered in ice,
The whole journey dawn upon dusk.
Million of walk backs,
And plenty of tasks.
Cold as thick ice,
It has different faces like dice.
The way it brings the cold and shivers,
Joy in hours with blankets – the surrender!
